A lot of the time I feel like I reach these crossroads in my life where each path leads me in a different direction, but instead of choosing one, I just end up laying in the middle and waiting for a truck to hit me.
A lot of the time I feel like I reach these crossroads in my life where each path leads me in a different direction, but instead of choosing one, I just end up laying in the middle and waiting for a truck to hit me.
I love my lab partner.
I’d be horrible “in action” because right in the middle of any fight I’d have to stop becAUSE JESUS FUCKING CHRIST! CRAMP! CRAMP IN MY FOOT! SHIT ON A MOTHERFUCKING CRACKER! CRAMPING! JUST KILL ME NOW! SPARE ME THE MISERY! FUCK!
Internet ads scare me a little at how well they know me… I mean, Little Debbie Oatmeal Cream Pies and hot Asian schoolgirl porn? Damn, you guys are good.
If I bash my head into your shoulder I’m either bored, hungry, or I want you to scratch me behind the ear.
I just want to hug the world. Is that too much to ask for?
The benefit of having a east facing bedroom with a broken vent is that in the summer it’s boils like Satan’s ass crack and in the winter you consider lopping off limbs to conserve body heat.
I can’t comprehend people who are single fandom blogs. But I do commend their dedication.
The sun is shining
Flower petals are blowing in the wind
I’m late for school
Help I’m trapped in a shoujo manga
*rips off skinny jeans in public to scratch calf*