TARENEL

not now kitten. daddy only planned the first half of his wip, and now he has to figure out what the fuck to do for the other half.

I be like "omg, i have so much to do" and then go lay down

be crimes do gay

bilf (book i'd like to finish)

“Am I the only one who—” yes. You’re all alone. And nobody shares your experiences or loves you. And you’re floating on a raft in a dark ocean and there’s sharks and squids trying to get you and lightning is crashing and the water is choppy and black

if you've never been clinically depressed, this is the short version

I’ve been known to enjoy a fucked up fantasy or two

DIVA ALERT

if you vote me for president i vow to make everything the ocean again. no more land only ocean. this will solve all of our problems and replace them with new, far more interesting problems