Fucked Up That I Have To Sit At My Desk And Work, Instead Of Sitting Under Another Girl's Desk And

”okay but are you normal about-“ no. I’m an insane pervert.

it's your right as a pedestrian to cross the street whenever you feel like it

I am not immune to little items. if there's a thingy I need it. 1million knick knacks.

saving eye contact for marriage

thinking two characters have had sex does not equal shipping at all… i dont have to like it i just know it happened

there's nothing wrong with girls who come back from the dead stronger than they were before & they eat human flesh now. like it's normal it happens all the time

you want to be romantically attracted to someone? the thing that killed romeo and juliet?

i dont even care if a bigfoot comes up to my tent or walks in front of my car at this point like i have my own problems

everybody get out of this grocery store i need some time alone