i think at this point you’re tumblr’s patron saint bro
Woah mama I'm the Patron Saint of Rock and Roll
All our times have come, here but now they're gone
Have u moved on from eating tubs of frosting or not?
God I love eating tubs of frosting. Nothing brings me more joy then cracking open a fresh tub o plastic and just going to town. Sometimes I wont even use a spoon fork, or utensil. Just palm deep in the icing, scooping it in. The consistency that of icing. Beautiful, smooth, tasty. I awake from my trance when its over. My can empty and the joy over. But its ok. I have the next tub to look forward to, whenever she shall make herself known to me, I will be there.
Things worn down by people.
what would you do if you got stuck in a timeloop?
Woah mama I'm in the timeloop
Woah mama I'm in the timeloop
Woah mama I'm in the timeloop
Woah mama I'm in the timeloop
Woah mama I'm in the timeloop
Woah mama I'm in the timeloop
Woah mama I'm in the timeloop
my sister walked into my room, put her hands behind her back and went "here's what Obama would sound like if he was gay: so uhhhh let me be queer" and then asked me if I could give her money so she could see linkin park
they've never had sex
When ur mutuals w/ some cool ass people rb if u agree
"This is a 24 carat ring" how did you fit 24 carrots in that ring?? That's insane
we went to bed at 6pm last night and whenever i woke up my brain would try to slowly reconstruct the phrasing and imagery of McDonald's Honey Bustard Pickled Sea fuck meal and as soon as id get it right i would fall back asleep happened about a dozen times