(\/)...(-_-)...(\/) <- lopster

self discipline is so hard like. i know the sucker who's in charge...a pushover who hates authority and loves hedonism

Anyway

It’s always “why did you go out in the storm” and “your soaking wet” and never How was the storm The storm looked fun was it fun

where’s the joan of arc barbie

He's unfuckable TO YOU. I get it though.

The "My Eyes Are Up Here" hat but with those alien googly eyes bouncing above it

go find what a fic of ur life would be tagged as on ao3

blogging about him isn’t enough. i need to bend him over a table

They just don’t assassinate politicians like they used to anymore

found an abandoned treehouse on my walk in the woods today. the log that used to be a ladder into it has fallen over. couldn't see a way to get up.