i called my grandpa to wish him a happy 69th birthday and he said, “I skipped straight to 70. I don’t do 69 anymore, I’m too old to bend that way” and started laughing hysterically
grandpa
like i don’t party i don’t do drugs i’m not pregnant i don’t worship satan or anything and all i do is get yelled at for stupid shit like leaving a fork in the sink
who wants to move to new york with me
we can get a tiny shoe box apartment that’s too expensive
explore the city daily
become regulars at some coffee shop
have sleepovers in the living room
marathon our favorite movies and tv shows
sit together while we blog
always order in because we’re too lazy to cook
play board games
and idk maybe we could get a cat or dog
text posts are the result of a neglected childhood and half assed humor
i’ve grown so unattached from people like i could literally move across the country tomorrow and not give a shit about leaving anyone except for like 3 people
why is this whole website suddenly obsessed w/ cotton eyed joe
Yeah like where did it come from where did it go
my last word will probably be either “whoops” or “shit”
if you’re gonna put music on during sex make sure it’s a live album so people clap for you every five minutes