I constantly wonder what it would be like to kill someone. I also wonder what it would be like to bathe in cherry flavoured jelly. Both excite me.


That doesn’t make any sense just because the cat is blind doesn’t mean it doesn’t have a sense of smell and know what directions things are coming from???

This literally explains my life. I just had a guy friend that I haven’t talked to in a whole start talking to me again. It was just freaking yesterday and he goes and does this almost, “Hey, I’m gonna stop talking to you for a while!”  *A MONTH LATER* “Hey! How are you?” I’m sitting here like, “WAITING FOR YOUR FREAKING RESPONSE TO MY LAST 828482028473 TEXT I SENT YOU TRYING TO START A CONVERSATION.” Don’t pull that crap with me..