It’d be like 2,3 in the morning and I’d be singing full power at the top of my voice. My sister’d be banging on the wall, going: "Shut up, you can’t even sing. Go to sleep."
That was kind of, I guess, where the dream started.
That sucks man
|—||Me trying my best to give emotional condolences. (via godsux)|
Flynn Rider has his priorities sorted.
Flynn Rider is the only sane person in Disney.
when the teacher thinks you’re not paying attention but you answer their question correctly