If I had a dollar for every time I’ve felt more emotions towards a fictional character than I do towards people I know in real life, I would probably have enough money to pay for the psychiatric help I obviously need.
dude, i think of this scene. right fucking here. all the time. like anytime anyone says anything about the leaning tower of pisa. or just in my daily thought process.
goofy movie >
The popular guys: 
The sluts: 
The pervs: 
The nerds: 
The guidos: 
The stoners: 
That awkward PDA couple: 
That guy that really doesn’t want to be late for class:
The socially awkward kids: 
That kid wit da swag: 
That gurl that’s just straight up fabulous: 
And then theres me:
