bobby-love:
- every time i’m on the computer my dad asks me what i’m doing
- and every time i tell him tumblr
- and every time he asks what that is
- and every time i tell him
- and yet the cycle repeats
my mom thinks it’s a cute cat machine that tells her really offensive jokes
what’s it like to stare into the eye of satan’s butthole
i’m sitting here half ready to get back up because my mom will be back soon with more materials to unload but i just don’t know when
60 tabs open
and i have to go to the bathroom almost
is this what hell feels like
ONE OF THE ONES I GOT
CACUASIAN MALE, NO MORE THAN 110 POUNDS
MUST BE ABLE TO FIT ENTIRE BODY IN 55 GALLON DRUM
my mom… didn’t… giv emy uncle my regasrts