notreallynaya:
Can you even imagine if the inanimate objects in our rooms somehow came to life and spread our deep, dark secrets, though? We’d be ruined.
Please, I’ll follow you to that oil change. You’re stuck with me forever, Colfer. Get used to it.
Oh man I’d be screwed. We’d have to bury everything.
Well since this is something I seem to have to live with. I can leave you in charge of changing the oil. Now to figure out how I’m gonna explain to people that my shadow has a striking resemblance to Naya Rivera.








