just in time

oh and i’m like really not cut out for having pets apparently.

i got a parakeet a few weeks ago like on a whim.

but uh

he died this morning so.

i get online and

suddenly

spiders.

just ordered a “the swell maps” t shirt because why the fuck not.

already got a captains hat.

see if anyone is like “i see what you did there.”

my life my choices.

sometimes i honestly feel like my random, stupid ass one liners would be better suited for facebook or twitter. but come on lets be honest. im not that dumb facebook girl and im too long winded for twitter’s lame 140 character limit. cause let’s face it, i got a lot to say. and it’s all fucking important; legit as bananas. everything i’ve got to say is solid. only thing more important’s the motherfucking bible. or whatever religious book you read. or if you’re athiest, that’s cool, to each his own. respect everyone, right? darwin probably wrote some awesome ass book you follow or some shit.

anyway i forgot where i was going with this.

shit, myphone’s dying.

wait did tumblr get an update while i was gone?

holy fuck

cinnamon sticks like cinnamon breadsticks.

cause digorno.

also lying upside down on the futon and eating cinnamon sticks isn’t always a great idea.

booze, pizza, gorillaz, and sweeny todd.

you jelly?

goddamn it all.

is it weird to say i kind of want to fuck my alternate universe brother?

in a totally not gay not incest kind of way.

why do i get myself into emotional situations when i’m trying to be shitfaced?

worldsbestbrother:

critiastestified:

I’m in it for the commercials; I could care less about sweaty men jumping each other’s bones.

The commercials are pretty good too.

Though a lot of ‘em sucked last year.

haha, oh yeah.

although, i’m the guy who watches the “best of the superbowl commercials” vids and w/e. 

worldsbestbrother:

turntechmovielife:

worldsbestbrother:

I like to play devil’s advocate.

Mostly because I don’t actually care.

dude, just be glad you’re not here.

it’s fucking insane.

I just like an excuse to eat junk food.

oh man, i feel you there.

someone brought me deep fried candy bars.

not even kidding.

but downtown, all you can get are $4 hot dogs. 

worldsbestbrother:

I like to play devil’s advocate.

Mostly because I don’t actually care.

dude, just be glad you’re not here.

it’s fucking insane.