I have a chronic condition where I think everyone and everything is annoying and it’s becoming a serious problem.

Dear step-grandfather or whatever your relation to me is:

Just stop talking.

I’m in California and I’m thinking, “where is Tyler Oakley and how do I meet him?”

I just got rid of my hypertrophic scar in quite possibly the most unhygienic way. So uh, let’s not let my piercer hear about it…

I want to learn a bunch of languages, go to different countries, and make films.

Today I saw one of my best friends who I’ve known since kindergarten.

I don’t know what to say but it was really nice even though I could only talk to her for a second.

In my hometown for the first time in 4 years.

Trippy.

I’m going to be in California when Comic Con is happening.

Once again, I will be unable to attend.

Haaaaaaaaaaaaaah.

I live the kind of life where I envy my dogs for looking so comfortable all the time.

unclefather:

how to kiss a boy

  1. grab his waist
  2. slip your hand in his pocket
  3. steal his wallet
  4. dont even kiss him
  5. just run

Three days ago, I was outside with two of my dogs and the group of kids that lives in my neighborhood came over and wanted to meet and play with them.

I ended up sitting outside for twenty minutes with these kids while they talked to me and petted the dogs. They tried to pick them up, but Puppy was too wiggly and Ruby was too heavy.

Every day after that, they’ve come by my house, knocked on the door and brought me gifts and asked if they could play with the dogs.

I feel like I’m seven again.

I’m just gonna listen to the Assassin’s Creed: Brotherhood soundtrack and not really care about anything.

My mom works at a college and one of her student’s names is “Abcde”.

It’s pronounced “Ab-suh-day”.

Someone named their kid Abcde.

Abcde.