My name is my URL, my face is my picture. 18 years of life on earth. I reside in Arizona and Minnesota, I love animals, loud noises, and loud engines.
i’ll be like 40 w/no kids and people will say “aw i’m so sorry for you” and i’ll be like how was the fucking wiggles reunion tour asshole i went to italy last week for fun and didn’t have to hire a sitter
This is a very sad mentality. To think oneself more important than that of progeny is the sign of a failed human life.
so the wiggles concert wasn’t as good as you thought it would be huh
I kinda ship some blogs with other blogs in hopes that one day you’ll follow each other. So anyone who reblogs this I will pair you up with another blog who I think you are compatible with. Please I’ll do them all!
JUNE 21, 2014 IS THE DEADLINE. THE COUNT DOWN BEGINS.
You better quit your job now
it’s really weird trying to think about what goes on in a dog or cat’s head. just imagine being a cat on a street and there’s no people, just all these boxes with closed doors, and you lack the imagination to think there’s people and furniture and other cats behind those walls. it’s just this world of huge rectangles that people disappear into. but still they seem to adapt pretty easy and don’t really care how everything in the world works
Have you not seen cats & dogs the movie that shit scarred me as a child I threw my killer cat into the woods before it had the chance to kill my dog. Maybe there were millions like me who threw their evil genius dog-killing cats into the woods and now they’re slowly creeping back out onto the streets omg we’re all dead the Egyptians were right RUN FROM THEM RUN AND HIDE IN YOUR BOXES