Get With The Program

Cigarettes give you cancer, alcohol gives you cancer….. what’s next? the fire retardant in my ceiling that I like to inhale for good luck???

Suns out. flowers are blooming. birds are chirping. yaoi shit is happening to me. maybe it'll all be ok

Cassandra Clare should have to apologize about that

pumping gas at sheetz but forgot my car

weevil 749

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they were right btw. you have to dig yourself out of your grave over and over again

every time I finish a show it’s just crickets in my head, no clue what to do with my life now

there's no temptress quite as irresistible as the mid afternoon sleepies