Someone who completely lives of and thrives off of drama, yet claims to have an extreme dislike for it.
by tankgirl69 January 16, 2010
Jackson: I got a Victory Royal last night.
Jacob: I got one in technology class yesterday.
Landen: I took a crap in the school bathroom and got dubs two times yesterday.
Teacher: Y'alls freaking boy drama, get the school counselor.
Jacob: I got one in technology class yesterday.
Landen: I took a crap in the school bathroom and got dubs two times yesterday.
Teacher: Y'alls freaking boy drama, get the school counselor.
by omw.to.your.dads.house February 11, 2019
College Drama: noun. A narrative about an unfortunate college experience, situation, or event that forced a student to have their college education interrupted.
by A. M. Sangster June 22, 2007
In online RPGs, when a dramatic situation arises in a guild, the members who derive pleasure from the events are said to get drama boners.
by Hawen September 25, 2007
person who thinks their life occurences are more important than their friends. And always has some utter catastophe about to happen that must be analyzed by fifty million of their closest friends. And completely disregards their friends problems, bc despite already talking to their friends about the problem there is always some reason to tell it again, with more detail, and it is still as important as it was the first 500 times!
Girl 1-Uh why hasn't he called? I mean he asked me to come see him but he hasn't called me back in ten minutes.
Girl 2-My boyfriend of 2 years just broke up with me.
Girl 1-Oh sorry. Anyway...phone rings....uh he's drunk I don't think he is fair I go see him all the time but he doesn't come to see me unless it's on his way to a business thing.
Girl 2-My boyfriend of 2 years just broke up with me.
Girl 1-Oh sorry. Anyway...phone rings....uh he's drunk I don't think he is fair I go see him all the time but he doesn't come to see me unless it's on his way to a business thing.
by hopelesslylost June 12, 2005
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How is everyone so obsessed over such a fake vision.
People fucking people fucking your mind.
Have you lost your grip, have you let go so easy.
Are you still caught up in the flash of a skirt or muscle tone.
It's so stupid that they can lose there sight on whats real so quickly.
Then say that "yeah we know it's fake" and continue on obsessing over there fictional friends.
Do you want to see a real drama, there are six and a half billion happening right now.
They change every evening. Creativity at it's maximum, all original.
Not a regurgitated teen drama marketed at idiots.
Fuck the lack of reality in a show made for weak simple minded fools.
Placing yourself inside the market boundaries.
Oh so i was wrong, it's me who has it wrong, i'm the one who should be enjoying and not criticising.
Are you the tool of them or are we the ones realising what it really is.
Endless cycle of death re-birth, travesty triumph, love and hate.
How dull.
How long does the cycle take, scribble in your diary, place them on your wall. Where is the obsession?
End of the year you throw it away, another financial miracle.
Where one disappears two more rise, a canabalistic rite with a name change.
Create another as quickly as you can, you might be alone with your thoughts.
People fucking people fucking your mind.
Have you lost your grip, have you let go so easy.
Are you still caught up in the flash of a skirt or muscle tone.
It's so stupid that they can lose there sight on whats real so quickly.
Then say that "yeah we know it's fake" and continue on obsessing over there fictional friends.
Do you want to see a real drama, there are six and a half billion happening right now.
They change every evening. Creativity at it's maximum, all original.
Not a regurgitated teen drama marketed at idiots.
Fuck the lack of reality in a show made for weak simple minded fools.
Placing yourself inside the market boundaries.
Oh so i was wrong, it's me who has it wrong, i'm the one who should be enjoying and not criticising.
Are you the tool of them or are we the ones realising what it really is.
Endless cycle of death re-birth, travesty triumph, love and hate.
How dull.
How long does the cycle take, scribble in your diary, place them on your wall. Where is the obsession?
End of the year you throw it away, another financial miracle.
Where one disappears two more rise, a canabalistic rite with a name change.
Create another as quickly as you can, you might be alone with your thoughts.
All teen drama, your blight.
by Jereb April 04, 2006