Theme song of the day. Happy Valentine’s Day, everyone.
"So I, tonight, I feel like, I feel like, I feel…"
brendon urie: *breathes*
everyone: fucking unbelievable brendon urie is so problematic i swear to god can this band do anything right i am offended this is racist homophobic sexist my cat just died brendon is such a dick why do i like this band for fucks sake ryan come back spencer come back brendon! at the disco who even is dallon weekes this band is fucked up all they do is offend people does he even have a heart what a bastard
Yo it’s your boy! You already know who it is!
harry's contact name on louis' phone through the years
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I’ve discovered there’s a lot you can do inside haunted houses.
For example, you can:
- be in a shampoo commercial
- start a boy band:
- spot some choice booty:
- break into song:
- see some people in frankly offensive outfits:
- attend a metal show:
- listen to some sick jams:
- discover zombieism:
- sample some tasty snacks:
- watch someone get burned bad:
- find something you really like:
- find something you really, really like:
- find something you REALLY REALLY LIKE:
- and wonder if you left the stove on: