he’s wet. he’s hysterical and he’s wet. he’s in pain, he’s wet, and he’s still hysterical. i didn’t say a name but i bet he popped into your head.

Woof

you’re soooooooooo literate….. strap me?

I like to listen to lcd soundsystem and pretend I’m 38

How can anyone genuinely enjoy hot weather. How do you enjoy having every waking moment being horrible and awful and sticky. How do you go to bed with air so thick and humid that even laying there with bare bedsheets and splayed out in a starfish, you are still generating too much heat to be anywhere near even the concept of comfort and still smile about it. How do you have every species of flying insect invading your house through desperately opened windows and buzzing all up in your shit like the little fucking spacially unaware invertebrate asshole pricks they are and still claim summer is your favourite season. How. How do you do it. How do you find any semblance of a positive emotion when it's anything above 25⁰C at a push. I am miserable. I am planning a trip to the Arctic Circle.

wound dressings and bandages are lingerie for the enlightened pervert

i saw this somewhere else but reply / tag what you did today so everyone can see that we all did something different today