i hate small talk
tell me about how lonely you are or tell me about why you keep waking up in the morning or talk to me about your mum’s eyes and your dad’s laugh. I don’t care about the weather and you don’t care about how my job’s going.
I’m so fucking in love with this.
how can i blacklist all posts like this can people just tag them #pseudo profound john green shit so i never have to see them
they are so good!! I had two friends over- one with discerning tastes, one not so much, and they ate the entire batch! (with my help.)
the recipe is basically all nutella, so it’s hard to go wrong with that. it’s like a nutella rich brownie type cookie.
So I had a dream that I moved to a new place, and there was a rat infestation. So Honey Boo Boo and her mom came to fix it, and Mama June would catch the rats then Honey Boo Boo would strangle them dead, like it was no big thing.
But that wasn’t the solution to my worries. I was also harbouring a bird, a tiny little green canary-parrot thing that kept escaping from a cage. In real life, I really really hate birds. They terrify me. So I asked for help from someone I didn’t recognize (isn’t it crazy to dream about a stranger?) and he decided we should catch the bird, put it back in it’s cage, and set it on fire.
I also get another weird reoccurring dream. Where I keep finding dead kittens under my couch because I didn’t take care of them, but I never knew they were there until I found them and they were dead.
I’M A VEGETARIAN.
Why are my dreams filled with horrendous animal abuse?!?!?