garbagepailcat

Magic They are definitely pancakes. Cakes. Made in a pan. Pancakes.

Big pancakes for a big girl, duh.

I’m not a pancake, ya dope.

They were definitely awe inspiring. Honestly, I’m not a huge fan of either, but while visiting a cabin in the mountains, pancakes were an obligation.

None. This is an illusion.

GAZE UPON THEIR FLUFF

I refuse to believe that pizza is junk food. I like chips and baked goods.

No, he got into the engine (? Idk shit about cars so that may be an inaccurate description). Anyway, the little feller got sucked into a fan and died a stinky death.

Cheese

I’ve been in a car with an actual mouse.

That’s the ultimate goal, but wearing it when I die an untimely death works too.

Take it.

How often do you release sexual energy with other people? I feel like that is probably more fun than what you’re doing.

I would have poisoned them all just enough to make them feel bad.

Somebody needs to.

It’s meta. Meta is v artsy.

What a hardass

That’s assuming that I restrict our sexual activity? Psh. Weak argument. Flawed logic.

I can see that you’re really finding your style.

Perfect. I know just what to do with it.

The moon doesn’t exist. It’s only an illusion.

So when I was born, the hospital gave me this little shirt: and I always thought it would be really funny if I could make one that was similar that said “life ends” cause I’m an emo fuck. My boyfriend made this himself and surprised me with it, and I’m just so stoked on it that I wanted to share.

When I was in high school this girl I know found a baggie of meth in a Walmart dressing room. She smoked it.

Exasperated sigh that transitions to a high pitched scream.