A Magnificent Ship — Full Of Gay Men. And Me.

Trace amounts of Monica in my life

A statistically insignificant level of Monica in my life

My life manufactured in a facility that also processes Monica

i love my mutuals because we never talk but we still… like… follow each other……….. and i admire that we stick together even tho there is no communication in the slightest………u kno what i mean… hello…

true

princess peach at the sperm bank

nothing could have prepared me for that comment

mario at the sperm bank

I need my weird alone time or I will explode

Honestly, this impresses me infinitely more than the snazziest 3D CGI imagery Hollywood can come up with.

this is what it feels like to be in your late 20s

there actually is nothing better on this earth than a really big tree. except for maybe making two men making out with tongue. but it’s pritty close ..

all i need is a sweet treat. and six thousand dollars

This is so important.