buonasera

my ideal existence is not knowing about the oscars or the super bowl or any of that horseshit...I jerk off to clear running water and live off whatever wanders into my open mouth

you just doordashed yourself a knuckle sandwich pal

my camel straight up told me "man i am not carrying another fucking straw" like wtf asshole its just one straw whats your fucking issue

People don’t even say w00t anymore.

People on Tumblr love sharing information about themselves no matter how asinine it is. And I'm the same way. Everybody tell me what the last thing you drank was.

shipping the popular yaoi pairing but shaking my head while i do to indicate that i also care about the work's themes and other characters