YOU DID IT, CHICKEN BRENT.

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Sometimes I’ll be looking through someone’s followers, because I am a legally certified creep, and I’ll realize we’re following the same person, or someone I’m following that lives in like, fucking Antarctica, follows someone I know in real life and that’s just a really crazy thing to me. Like, neither of you know anything about each other really but you probably know a ton of personal shit they would never tell half their real friends, and you’ve never even seen them in real life, which is weird to me because I’ve never seen you in real life. But you probably know each others names and shit like that. Like, how the fuck do these connections make any sense. The internet made your acquaintanceship happen and it’s not even a real thing, it’s just a bunch of imaginary shit put together!!! 

I really used a lot of italics in this post.

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You guys must have been missing my unshowered morning bed head pictures with animals.

You must have.

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I never use Tumblr anymore because every time I get on it all I want to do is whine about how I don’t look like the pretty girls in perfect clothes that get twelve million notes on all their posts, or whine about how I want to cuddle or some shit like that. This is a sad place, man.