Based On That One Tweet About Jerma

“she should be at the club” changed me as a person. forever

I was back in my old school and a 10 yo kid offered me cocaine in exchange for me attending his fantasy book club.

Reblog this if you slept with my ex-wife Susan.

Trying to prove a point to my divorce lawyer.

Trying To Not Feel Doomed Tuesday

I love you dead punctuation marks.

This user struggle a lot with self doubt

im great at texting

Remember that "three items from the store to make the cashier most uncomfortable" meme? Apparently I accidentally found a winning combo tonight at the corner store, one of the usual clerks shot me a really weird look when I was checking out with these

Out of curiosity rb and put in the tags how many fics come up when you type your last name into ao3. Apparently even though my last name is uncommon there's like 500

me: chat what do we think

the angel and devil on my shoulders: can you not call us that please