Sometimes I wish I didn’t have so much trouble saying what’s on my mind because right now I’m so angry/scared/sad/confused that I haven’t been able to sleep all night and my stomach has tied itself in knots.
I am my own Mary Poppins.
Mathu Andersen has a fucking tumblr and the mix of it, the Hanukkah gifts Wes bought me, and the Amazing Race are making my night.
That thing where a porn star comes through your lane buying Christmas ornaments and wrapping paper.
Dog owners that not only let their dogs shit on the sidewalk but ALSO don’t clean it up are the worst.
Destiny. Mystery. Cross.
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