(Source: the--most--dope)
I wish you could just, like, psychically will specific people to stop following me?
alright…I’ll go- no! don’t try to stop me now! I know when I’m not wanted. No longer mourn for me when I am dead!
(Source: eldritchseer)
Sanity
You guys the gauge on my sanity-tank has been on empty for like a while now you know I hear they say that you can get like five miles after it hits empty but I’m just worried my brain is going to stall or I’ll have to put it in neutral and just push it to the nearest summer.
A cookie jar TARDIS and a paper plate
I AM FUCKED.
Scissors and my cat
great success ensuesmy giant avengers cup from the movie theater that I called my “hunks cup” and a bag of comics. Maybe the zombies would enjoy an Arnold Palmer and Heroes Reborn. WHO THE FUCK KNOWS.
Blanket and a pillow. No fricking idea how I’d survive.
A quilt and a bag of chips. I GOT THIS SHIT, GUYS.
A pack of cigarettes and my cat. I’m good.
(Source: agiledash)
(Source: wrathof-cortex, via rellykipa)
