I hate missing someone who doesn’t miss me at all. I hate that as I’m typing this, I saw a spider on my wall and my first instinct was to call him and beg him to kill it for me. It’s Saturday night… I should find something to do… And hope this spider has wondered off and dropped dead by the time I get back because I’m sure as fuck not going to kill it :/

Getting inked by the hottest tattoo artist I’ve ever seen. Bliss. (Taken with instagram)

Watched a scary movie last night, fell asleep spooning my sister… Woke up in an empty apartment… Trying my fastest to get dressed and get the fuckkkk out of here. Kept hearing freaky noises and actually stooped this low…
I think a trip to the Zombie Apocalypse Store and maybe a Resident Evil or Romaro marathon is in order.

This might be the sexiest pic I’ve ever seen… Laying in bed trying to figure out why…

textsfrombennett:

Bennett the Salesman

doctorwho:

Sherbert Shepperton

What’s yours?

Bath salt. Too soon? (Taken with instagram)

I love Padme… My new goal in life is to replicate everything she’s worn… I think starting with her nightgown

May 17, 2013 
#cantfuckingwait

I call this my “functioning member of society” cosplay -_- (Taken with instagram)

Thought of the morning… Blowjobs and Newcastle soap… Must get out of bed and go to work now -_-

I feel like Agent Mulder… I just want to believe. Can you imagine the sucky conversations?
“how’d you get so horribly disfigured?!”
“bath salts, bro… Bath salts…”

I wish I had a nickel for every time this has happened…