Why Didn’t Jesus Just Go On Ssris?

i wanna be so close with a british person that they don’t do the accent when it’s just the two of us

currently listening to an irate italian grandma rant to her friends about trip planning while i take the scotrail from inverness to aviemore

“it’s not about you and me. it’s about us” i say to the tailgating F150 behind me as i stomp on the brakes.

albuterol is just nox for cyclists

she tab my com till i let out a wa

she wacom on my tablet till i draw

clicker training but for taking care of yourself

got so much motion they call it a sickness

brooo last night was a live leak clip

leaving sacramento:

reaisting the urge to vague-post about personal grievances rn