worst part of making lots of irl friends is this girl who clocked my tumblr accent because although not being a tumblr user herself her girlfriend is and i talk the same way she does

plants versus zombies was a fun game and i had always believed this but if i could tell that one of the nasty zombies was about to enter my home i would restart or leave the game as fast as possible because that big ol NOOOOOO always felt like rubbing salt in the wound for me. i mean i get it like thats the vibe i dig it but when youve been out in the field against these things and your best efforts arent enough and then they make you watch this stupid asshole traipse past your remaining sunflowers and down to the middle row to line up with your door and he goes in and you get that big bloodcurdling cry. well i was always able to handle a loss in the game well enough because i mean come on its just a game but when they pour that vinegar ooohhh that would have pushed me over the edge. we cant have that. we need to go away immediately this is too much. and we always did

if u went to altamont and they charged twenty american dollars for a dinkie you would sic the hells angels on em

Just realized that I made a typo in an email like two weeks ago when somehow I wrote “I love hearing from me” instead of “I love hearing from you”