I don't give a rat's arse, rudeboy.

I am a grown ass adult and I still get nausea when I feel like I'm in trouble. They're gonna send me to the principals office and take away my toys for a week. Can you just fucking kill me instead of making me stew in my fucking anxiety

you’re reading thirst tweets. bobby is being held hostage by the US military while they run unethical experiments on his rat diseased body. and you’re reading thirst tweets on buzzfeed.

t shirt that says i've misunderstood many social interactions

on the back: please tell me whats going on in a clear and concise manner

booty shorts that ask: are you mad at me ?

i am simply an Alive Bobby Nash Truther until the bitter end. they can have a live feed of the inside of that man’s coffin as his body decomposes in the corner of every single episode from here on out and i will continue to believe that he will rise from the grave and continue to live his best most chaotic life with his hot wife and his cringefail bisexual son assigned to him by the HR department at the LAFD and his beloved dear paramedic friends who come to him for life advice and his son in law/narrative parallel with extreme catholic guilt and a nobel prize for pioneering new batshit ways to repress emotions and discovering previously unknown stages of grief. it is what he deserves

Being a 911 fan is crazy because we could be getting buddie roommates and Bobby calling 911 from his coffin and even a buddie almost kiss tonight and the celebrations would be absolutely wild OR Bobby could just be dead dead and Eddie has two lines and we get no good buddie content and we crash out and fall into a pit of despair and some of us decide to give up on the show... Like that stuff isn't for the weak. And it really feels like both options exist right now. Schrodinger's 8x16.

The plot of Death Note could never happen to me because I’d only use the Death Note for just and righteous reasons