nothingtogainn-deactivated20110 asked: yeah you should see peri now. total fluff ball.
file under things I say(or type)
me: I'm a good cook though, I'll whip something up
christopher: Read that as cock
me: I'm good with cock too.
I took a disco nap
so that I could go out to the show tonight. But now it’s raining, can’t really decide on dinner, and I don’t want to trek across the parking lot, because I’m not even sure anyone else is going.
A girl I work with
told me today that when she first met me, she thought I was so pretty that I could be a model.
mermaidmilk: Best Friends Forever - Twins in...
I'm honestly getting bummed about being single
blacktruthwhitelies: All the sudden I have this overwhelming feeling of wanting to be in a relationship again. I haven’t been in one since April. I feel like that’s a long time. I’ve had my fair share of “flings” with different guys since my last relationship but it wasn’t enough. I hear ya on this girl, I’ve been single since Feb 2009, almost two years. It’s a bummer, but...
I'd love just once to see you,
I’d love just once to see you in the nude.
A third tape
philosopherinafight: Ah, I’m forgetful! I now have copies of Elise and Peter: the Tape (yeah, we couldn’t think of a name) which I recorded with Baby Shark last December. It was a spur of the moment type of thing where we each did three songs and then covered “Baby I’m an Anarchist” by Against Me together. It’s a fun listen, especially when we break down laughing cause I accidentally sang “I...
Come to Muddy Waters tonight, for some delicious coffee. thank you. e.
Dear kids who go to school across the street,
get out of the fucking way so I can get off the damn bus you want to get on. assholes.
Starting a bar with Elise.
symptoms: Calling it ‘The Howl House.’ GREAT IDEA. NOT BAD.
Tofu, yellow squash, avocado sammies
you know how I do. Tonight we dine delicious. edit to add: dear Rochester, I love cooking for people, let’s have dinner soon, or every single night. thanks.
you always know
just saying hello.
Love is a form of prejudice. You love what you need, you love what makes you...– Charles Bukowski (via fuckyeahbukowski)