I like funny things and funny people.

 

“Why does everyone fuck in my room? I haven’t even done anything in my own room -_-.”

Thanks Peezy, you’ve managed to make me genuinely smile for the first time today. Kudos.

No Paige.

You can not cry at work.

Buck up.
Rub some dirt on it.
Walk it off.

I just want to go home, collapse in on myself, and cry.

I hate myself. Please someone just kill me. God damn. No words can express anything anymore.

So much testosterone. I can’t breathe.

So much testosterone. I can’t breathe.