Me: * whines about the many things I have to do that’ll take hours
Me: * eats in bed all day as I whine
There are a bunch of human shaped gates in the middle of Times Square….and people are trying to fit themselves in them…..holy shit…..
The Enigma of Times Square Fault.
I would’ve been so disappointed if that image wasn’t what I thought it was.
do you ever check how much time there’s left of an episode just to make sure they won’t stop there
how do i ask a boy out
roses are red
violets are blue
guess what, my bed
has room for two
OH MY GOD NO
twinkle twinkle little star
we can do it in a car
row, row, row your boat
gently down the stream
merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily
i can make you scream
I feel like the last one is verging dangerously into serial killer territory