HELLO SAILOR

my brain now

The greatest hockey player in the Hughes family and her son Jack

i love saying “i’m being normal about it” bc i’m actually a filthy fucking liar and i’ve never been normal about anything a single day in my life

Or. Three professional hockey playing brothers.

if i’m ever brutally murdered and everyone feels like they need to do something productive in my memory, all i want is for you to pass legislation banning LED headlights in my name. regardless of how irrelevant it is to my murder. it’s relevant to my heart.

He’s my husband.

He’s Italian. He’s bisexual. He loves to read. He’s an Ivy League graduate. He’s a tech bro. He’s a gym rat. He’s a flirt. He gave the Unabomber 4/5 stars on Goodreads. He takes the bus. He’s got a bad back. His politics are incoherent. He’s a gamer. He’s an artist. He shot a healthcare executive

fuck y’all if you laid up with your lil boo rn i hope the ceiling fan fall on y'all

10 years later and this post is still as relatable as ever

Am I wet? Am I on my period? Did I pee my pants?- next on wtf is going on down there.

bugs when you lift up their rock

I might actually die if I never get to have sex with him

Screenshots from Luke’s post-raw interview 250331 (video posted on the devil’s nhl site)