the jenga tower haunts me

nip over to troy, bit of rough and tumble, big horse, bish bash bosh, back home to ithaca. simple as

L + ratio + i hope you blink before + i do i hope i never get sober + i hope when you think of me years down the line you can't think of one good thing to say + i i hope you die + i hope we both die

still caring about internet friends you lost touch with years ago is so embarrassing. yeah i had a deam we met up irl recently. the last time we spoke was maybe 7-8 years ago. i still wear the laces we randomly decided was a sign of our friendship. i dont know what any of your socials are or if youre even active on any. sometimes i see someones art resemble yours and i wonder for hours. do you still go by that name you chose? whenever i see it i wonder if its you. we couldve passed each other in this vastness a thousand times and not have a clue.

dump your stupid boyfriend get your ass online and scroll past my post

people have suddenly started reblogging this post of mine from february 8th, 2012. great bit everybody

worst part about changing the batteries in a wiimote is putting her fuckass panties back on i gotta strongarm that greasy ass 2006 rubber casing like a wwe wrestler yellin HEAVE HO out loud to nobody

@controllerpervert

controller who now