Okay, I’m salty. My mom discovered the inside of my top drawer. Karma via tumblr. boohoohoo
methlabrador: imagine walking down the street one day and someone walks by you and whispers your url in your ear and you turn around and they’re gone
This morning, walking downstairs.
Mom: Have you been drinking?
Me: No. How could I be drunk when I don't have any alcohol?
Mom: ...true, learn to walk.
Little does she know about my top drawer. Mwahaha.
wizcoylifa: “welcome to taco bell, can i take your order?” i put on my cool dude shades and reply, “the usual man” as i roll my wheelbarrow up to the window.
Some people man, turn into completely different shitty versions of themselves. Meanwhile, I’m going to enjoy the freedom of no longer censoring my real thoughts.