I'm such a slut for casual intimacy. Like yess rest your chin on my shoulder while we're in line at the grocery store, live for that shit.
They call him the midnight oatmealer
"why do you talk so much" i like to share things with people andd a wizard cursed me to use at least three words wherever one would suffice so just fucking deal with it alright
My top three rules for world building:
- How are these bitches eating?
- How do these bitches stay warm at night?
- Who is paying for all of this bullshit?
damned if you’re employed damned if you’re not
"love is what makes us human" actually it's 'select all images with boat' but go off I guess
i dont make typos yhats just the internet accent
an online friend group may include:
- guy who is nocturnal.
- guy who goes to bed at nine pm.
- guy who is inexplicably literally always online.
- guy who lives on the other side of the planet.
can we play laptops? in the meadow
i don’t flirt i just say weird shit until you tell me i’m pretty & wanna kiss me
Absolutely disgraceful that people are calling regular boiled and baked bread rolls "bagels", the whole point of a bagel is not just that it's boiled and then baked, but also that it has a *hole* in it so it can easily be sold from a pole. It literally means "ring". It can't be a bagel if it's not a ring. If it doesn't have a hole, it's not a bagel. "Oh but if there's a hole, the filling will fall out". Shut up that's part of the experience, if you don't want that experience, you don't want a bagel.
go ahead and get in the car since your ass wants to get in the car and go drive to the store and pick up some milk and eggs
and the universe said okay so 18 pounds of cokane, 12 pounds of crake and 7 male stripers. but make sure none of them are white, i cant see the coke on them if they are