So my friends bugged me and bugged me to get a tumblr and well yea...this is basically what is going on in my mind on a daily basis...Ask me anything
do you ever feel like there’s just so many pretty girls but most dudes are just subpar like there are radiant goddesses everywhere and just piles and piles of guys in backwards baseball caps and sandals
it’s called makeup
you can put eyeliner on a frat boy that doesn’t change the fact that’s he’s wearing a neon muscle shirt and nike flip flops
I have to write an essay on Count Olaf from the Series of Unfortunate Events for psych and it sounds like i’m completely making it up, because i’m talking about characters getting harpooned to death and vicious crows and I’m referring to characters as the man with no hair but a beard and the two women with white powder on their faces.