I don’t know why Frank insisted on bringing me to this dinner party, I don’t even know what to talk about and everyone’s already having a conversation, it’d be awkward to butt in. A steakhouse? Really? I’m a pescetarian, Frank. We’ve known each other ten years. Nobody’s even bothered to comment on my coat or offered a tummy rub. Your friends are shit, Frank.
my favorite post of 2013
have you ever not liked someone in a romantic way and everything is cool and all then they do something small like touch your shoulder or say something funny and you just kind of freeze and think
waking up everyday seems a little excessive
hey guys ! !! i came up with a new sex position called dogestyle ok = ) it’s literally just me hitting you with a cricket bat over and over and over and over and ov
Don’t trust tall people, you never know what they’re planning up there in the sky.
do me for the vine