She Skulks On My Shrieker Until My Sensor Does The Warden

“still crazy” has wonderful emotional lyrics and then an absolutely toe-curling sax solo. that’s S tier stuff right there.

Paul Simon will write some gut-wrenching bars about love and loss and the next verse will be like “so I’m a-walkin’ down the street”

They call me J.R.R Jelqing, on account of me being a big Tolkien fan. Also I can oft be found in my study jelqing just like the old masters.

the way she put peanut butter on it got me barkin like a dog 😳😳🐶🐶

my phone is a catalytic converter that turns wifi into bad vibes

*standing amidst the sublime beauty of nature, experiencing real joy for the first time in years*

chat? chat is this real? chat is this —

*my dad, taking about going to the symphony*: … it’s like going to a punk show. everyone’s gotta do it at least once.

Free* House!!!!!

(*one (1) savage beating per month)

tony soprano is my patrick bateman

she WEEEE and my WAAAA until i YAHOO

man i love me some ted kazinsky deep fake femboy porn