I am my sun, my moon, my tired, pissed off stars.

"we detected a mature post" yeah I'm in my 30s

sits on my own blog like it’s the edge of a lake wistfully

skips a stone over a few posts

to be honest i do have beef with some microbes

shoulda cooked it longer that gets rid ofem

desired you while the women flee

Yeah so unfortunately, my friend was right. Muttering 'I'm gonna put on the greatest talent show this town has ever seen' darkly to myself is not only vastly funnier than saying I'm gonna kms, but is also somehow more concerning to anyone who might overhear it

the prawn bomb exploded into shrimpnel

a lot of people were krilled

Everytime this gets a note when its nowhere near christmas I question my sanity just a little bit more

No, it is July, stop that, stop giving this notes, you guys have lost reblogging privileges

Thats crazy dude mind if i join you

i think everyone needs to see this

never take for granted the moments when you’re not nauseous

I'm trying to take the high road but I'm like, dragging myself bleeding and sobbing along the high road while looking so so longingly at the low road