Woke up half the house by screaming bloody murder when one of my cats almost got my pill organizer open.
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@psychometrick
Woke up half the house by screaming bloody murder when one of my cats almost got my pill organizer open.
Patrons are banned from the library next week. We're doing some housekeeping and are straight up closed on the 26th.
And by housekeeping, I mean we're getting rid of whatever the fuck is haunting the break area because it leaves slime everywhere. We were cool until ectoplasm became an issue.
It has those plastic white seats with the super 90s upholstery and everything.
Fire Tower protests the remodeling of the one Taco Bell we have every year and, honestly, I respect the town for it.
Boil up some mountain dew. It’s gonna be a long night.
You could have said anything else
Cauldron boil and cauldron bubble, baja blast to fuel my trouble
Real talk, I used to say that kind of shit to my dad all the time. He used to box competitively as a side hustle when I was little and I would say dumb shit when he practiced at the gym.
Suarez (the ref and gym owner) didn't think breaking the rules was funny.
I think if boxing starts to get boring the referee should join in
Vicky Moon
I may be a recovering Catholic, but they kinda went off with aesthetics. I’m going to reblog some shit, but it’ll be tagged with #recovering catholic if you don’t want to see it.
As you all know, I recently had a birthday. As you all also know, my dad sent me a gift (a small mountain of ugly sweaters from my favorite thrift store).
But what you don't all know is that my dad sent me one of those singing cards. For a hot minute in my teens, Easy A was a movie I watched on the regular. So, naturally, the card he found sang Pocket Full of Sunshine.
And I'm making this stupid, long winded post to tell all of you that the battery fucking died and I will never know happiness again.
reblog if you’re in the following fandoms!
drinking water
having gay sex
large cock
addicted to weed
I’m rethinking the ass tattoo. Apparently, tattooing over stretchmarks fucking hurts.
Watching YT videos of people doing dumb shit on the streets of New York to remind myself who I am.
you astrology people will see someone commit murder and go “oh he’s a gemini that explains it all” like what. what does that explain
what’s not clicking
I'm thinking about getting a new tattoo. On my ass. Like in the cutie mark spot. I've got one on the inside of my wrist (crystal ball). A couple on my fingers I should've shown off in my last selfie (alchemical symbols for the four elements).
Don't know what the ass one should be. Maybe something spacy.