knock knock
who’s there
shit i posted this thinking no one would reblog it i don’t actually have a joke i’m sorry
shit i posted this thinking no one would reblog it i don’t actually have a joke i’m sorry who
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I’m watching a documentary about rats and this guy is like “they say there’s a rat for every single person in New York City” and I know he’s talking about like population numbers but it kind of sounds like he’s trying to tell everyone in New York that they have an individually assigned rodent friend and I think that’s beautiful.
The next big thing in fandom: Rat Soulmates
bf/gf – too short, holds less direction
Boyfriend/Girlfriend – too long, people lose interest
Beef/Geef – perfect size, catches attention
My Longest Yeah Boy Ever or This Bitch Empty, Yeet
I’m drunk a little but how fucked up is it that how comes you can just press a key on a keyboard and that letter just appears on the screen
how the fuck did this get over 10k notes
how every author writes a guy kissing another guy for the first time
bruce had kissed girls before, of course, but this was so different. girls were all soft and curves and pliant, sighing beneath him. pliant and submissive. but kissing david was nothing like that. his stubble burned bruce’s mouth, his kisses hard and aggressive and bruising. every place bruce’s hands searched for soft curves they found hard planes and angles. so many angles. so incredibly different from the soft submissive girls bruce was used to. every where he touched was another angle. david was angles on top of angles wrapped in a dominant five o’clock shadow. nothing like a supple, tender, mild girl.
that’s when bruce realised he was actually snogging a dodecahedron
me: guys… don’t worry, i’ll handle this
me: *ruins everything*
me??? upset???? yes constantly
me, every day: i just dont have the energy for this today
I literally love being at home! In my own space! Comfortable! Not surrounded by people!