9 Cats Taking Selfies
On the ninth day of Christmas my true love game to me
the year is 1860 you will receive my sext via pony express within a month
“sorry you’re not my type” i say to the man willing to donate blood to me as i am sick on my death bed
people who say hot cocoa instead of hot chocolate make me uncomfortable
Why the fuck don’t I have a fairly odd parent?
Maybe you did but you didn’t need them anymore, so they erased your memory like they normally would.