It Is What It Is. And I Don't Know What It Is

Please for the love of god just let me click on the user that something was rb from and see the damn post on that blog

oh come on man youre just being paranoid no ones ever died from anything

It’s a five-minute walk from my house to the pub.

It’s a thirty-five minute walk from the pub to my house.

The difference is staggering.

we all have our own crosses to bear. for example. sometimes i enjoy a panic at the disco song

what’s that noise.

honestly its gay as fuck to even be a man

"you look sad and tired" well, I am

shoutout to my homies who are deeply bizarre and have something wrong with them

you gotta touch the stove to learn its hot and then you gotta touch it again for fun