Hi!

i hope the anonymous person who sent the "i used to live in your house. i'm drunk in boston and it's the only address i know. happy holidays" postcard is aware that they wrote my favourite poem

real life

it scares me how temporary everything is

Eat her pussy like her ex is watching

I’m dead

You in?

this is still the funniest thing thats ever happened to me

i wonder how many people i’m in the “i’d be down if you asked” zone with