I got chu boo!


a little bit of awkward, a little bit of hood


J: Motherfuck!
Jay: Beautiful.
J: This stain?
Jay: No…I was talking about the way you said motherfuck…it had a melody to it. It was beautiful.
J: Motherfuck.
Jay: I’m Jay.
J: So am I. That’s so-
Jay: So dy-no-miiiite! Cause like, you’re J and I’m Jay. It’s JJ. Dy-no-mite! It’s Good Times.
J: (Fucking lame.) That’s…so cool.
Jay: It was fucking lame … I’m so awkward!
J: I’m awkward. Like, you don’t even know.
Jay: No, you are motherfucking beautiful.




CECE: I’m an okay dancer, but what makes me a great dancer is this. ~I whip my hair back and forth! I whip my hair back and forth~J: [voice over] I hate to say this, but hair is the best thing to happen to rhythmless non-blacks. [x]

CECE: I’m an okay dancer, but what makes me a great dancer is this. ~I whip my hair back and forth! I whip my hair back and forth~
J: [voice over] I hate to say this, but hair is the best thing to happen to rhythmless non-blacks. [x]




Standing alone at parties is the clearest indication that nobody wants you…

Should I try to make friends?
Do I need to act like I’m having a great time?
Are people looking at me?
Maybe if I dance next to this guy he’ll recognize his urge to dance with me.

...If this party is a competition, I’m losing.