now it's not in my drafts anymore


pretty sure that’s a fire hazard, Jesse.

happy valentine’s day!! <3 <3


My toes are cold. All I want to do is crawl into the bathtub, because it seems like it’s all I do anymore bc I’ve become 90% fish. Two drafts left but I feel like I’m missing some.

GREEK ( the TV Series) Starters

I’m not gay — we were just drunk.
I don’t wanna be a social piranha!
Four score and seven years ago, our forefathers, who… art in heaven hallowed be their name.
I’m not homeless!
Why does every conversation we have turn into a vocab test?
The stench of your fear is a bit overpowering.
______ and _______ are indisposed…. undisposed? Predisposed!
One word: Beer Pong.
I’m great with being gay, its just how everyone else reacts that sucks.
Drunk people don’t feel pain!
I knew this gay guy once. Well, it wasn’t that he was once gay. I knew him once and he was gay – is gay.
I made it rain beer!
I’m going to need a bigger spatula.
S/he wasn’t crazy s/he was in love — There’s a fine line between the two.
Congrats, your kids will be very Arian.
I was just hiding behind witticism to mask the resentment of an unfulfilled childhood.
You smell better than I thought you would.
One bad moment doesn’t make you a bad person.
You can’t judge someone based on a single mistake.
Ferris Bueller is the Great Gatsby of our time.
You know, the volcano wasn’t the only thing blown that night.
It’s like we’re a boy band and I’m the fat one.
It’s pronounced Fah-tone.
Pity can be a pretty powerful emotion.
Satan lives in Myrtle Beach.
So, double fisting  tonight, huh?
No, no, um… just single fisting tonight!
I feel like I’m in a tampon commercial.
Put that on your blog, bitch!
  Help me, Toby Kwon. You’re my only hope.
Oh, you know, I used my last bottle of chloroform when I was on Murder She Wrote.
Stop treating me like a little kid, okay? —— or Damien.
I read your diary.
You really didn’t pay very close attention to my diary.
Clearly we’ve taken gender roles for granted.
Maybe we’d be better brothers if we treated each other as sisters.
Sadly, it appears our phalluses have lead us astray.
Duty calls. If straight guys weren’t so insensitive, then we wouldn’t be left to pick up the pieces — but they are, so this is part of the job.
The phallus half of the relationship has a tendency to screw things up.
Even phalluses — can grow.
That guy’s lazier than Paris Hilton’s left eye.
I just have to dot some I’s and cross some T’s and then I’m officially over-educated and under-employed.
Yes, I’m in a frat, but we prefer fraternity, actually. Would you call your country a —-
How can yo know who you are, you’re (insert age here).
This is your first serious relationship, you have no frame of reference. I’m telling you — this is normal.

Alright. It’s been long enough.

for those of you who either don’t care so much about my personal life, or would rather avoid negative things for the sake of your own mental health: 

I’m coming back to tumblr. I won’t be posting quite so much about myself anymore, but I have a bunch of stuff in likes/drafts that i’ll queue to post fairly quickly (im not fond of tumblr’s queue system, but the amount of shit i have backed up would qualify as spam if i were to post it all at once)

for those of you who are curious or worried…

Keep reading


okay, so, this blog has been on hiatus for a long time, so I’ve decided to just abandon it permanently now. I’m going to start posting ob on my main blog (here) instead because this is just a lot for me. I’m not going to delete, I’m just going to leave it up as an archive or something. So, yeah, bye