Sometimes I hate myself, then I remember that sometime my dog falls asleep on me.
My dog died
Sometimes I hate myself, then I remember that sometime my dog falls asleep on me.
Fuck water, who needs hydration. What am I, a fish?
I read somewhere that the Earth is a ravioli. I still think about that sometimes.
The tag on the book I’m reading either said “incest” or “incubus”. Guess I’m about to find out which one
If I ever get the opportunity to go back in time and speak to Hitler during the height of his rule, I wouldn’t be meek and scared, I’d say something along the lines of “bitch, you think you’re all that? I woke up this morning, looked in the mirror, Brushed my teeth, then drank orange juice right after, and still managed to continue my day” then proceed to tell him all the profound shit on tumblr. I know I won’t survive, but at least he’ll never be the same again.
I mean, everything that’s happening is really scary and important to talk about, but, it’s pride month, and I’m gay. So please excuse my excitement.
I thought I was lesbian, but then I saw a really hot guy. I still prefer girls, but it’s nice to look at a hot guy once and a while.