Do wot I want M8

How Carl met my Father: Still drinking at 6am and we hear Otto stirring in his bedroom. He's woken up and immediately logs into League of Legends. He usually has all sorts of gamer comrades on Skype. Carl and I like to torment them now and again. He says "ah mate, let's surprise Otto and his little online friends". He then puts on the most horrid dress I own and some lippy and his John Lennon glasses. I wrap myself in a duvet and we barge into Otto's room and I can fucking FEEL something is off as Otto looks at Carl somewhat smug, leaning back in the chair like a Bond villain. Carl walks straight up to the computer screaming "WHAT'S UP FAGGOTS"; the camera is on and everything. I'm there in my duvet and then hear my dad's voice coming from the speakers "good morning daughter" and I just lose my shit and run back to my room, horrified, leaving Carl behind. Carl takes a moment longer to come back and he's all proud of himself, smiling when he enters. "That was my dad" I say; he goes white, falls to the floor, distraught, half breathing "You don't understand what just happened." "What did you dooooo Caaarrrrl!?!" "I lifted my dress. I spun my dick. I full on brave-hearted your dad. I spun my dick at your dad." #meet the #parents , I'm #dating your #daughter , #Mr Skobe , #firstimpressions

Larz Randa, you my teenage heart throb 

The #Mersey kind of lurks at the ribs of #Liverpool during low tide. Like a creep, apologetic and slow. Umph.

Stain the pseudo-purity of white... Andrew Beradini paints white a whiter in #artreview

Bloc Party - Truth (Digitalism Remix Official Video) For anyone consumed by indifference.

I break my silence: Here's a little rehabilitation opportunity for any idiot who thought "fifty shades of nay" and the like had anything to do with real, actual sex. #Katherine #angel #unmastered #desire #gender #thought #self #culture #power #pliancy