You wake up next to a dude can't remember but he's hot af
Alone I sit and alone I’ve been.
Alone I feel while the storm rolls in.
Alone I am and alone I’ll stay.
Alone I’ll be ‘til you come back some day.
Or, you know, you could just stop saying sorry.
"i have a problem i can’t control"
"stop having that problem omg"
Remember that episode of courage the cowardly dog where a furry bunny runs away from abusive dog dude to be with her lesbian cat lover
because that is all you need to remember
I FEEL LIKE YOU SHOULDN’T BE TEACHING ME THIS.
We need this if we are to becoming hunters
It makes me feel good
A friendly reminder from your Professor:
This blog contains material for adults who are 18 years or older. Indeed, if you were able to read the above picture without even pausing to wonder what the hell “ru" meant, you’re probably too young to be here.
So please leave and return when you have turned 18. Take that time to dance, to laugh, to love before you know what the hell love is, and to generally just be thankful that you still have working knees.
It might also b good 2 take some of that time 2 learn how 2 spell out words in full, with capital letters + spaces & — damn like English is so hard, man — spaces and everything.
When I posted this on April 1, I didn’t intend it as some kind of April Fool’s Day thing. I am absolutely serious: if you’re under 18, run, run, run away, come again another day — WHEN YOU’RE 18! I just blocked a 17-year-old, and I will continue to block under-aged children — because that’s what a 17-year-old is, folks, A CHILD — because this is a blog NOT intended for minors! Any under-18 folks need to unfollow immediately.
Seriously. That means NOW.
the article just got better as i kept on reading
a raw potato
Wow. Just wow.