I don’t go running because I want to be thin.
I go running because
and tell you
this is literally my favorite running post of all time. hands down.
Comics about Comic-con!
My dream scenario also includes grabbing drinks and becoming twitter friends and just plain bein’ cool like Fonzie. Like a goddamn pro.
Consider this a formal apology to everyone i meet this weekend.
I have assimilated with the pastel goth side of tumblr.
The outsiders are starting to notice.
what if magic was real but it was treated the way music is now with different genres and shit like “oh youre still into conjuring? thats cool I guess. recently ive been getting into third-wave post-necromancy, it’s some pretty heavy stuff”
weak unprepared people sleep naked. what are you gonna do when a robber comes in your house and see you naked? ?your material possessions can be replaced but your dignity cannot.
the robber will be so blown away by my massive DONG that he will have SO MUCH RESPECT for me and my MASSIVE PENIS that he will put all the stuff back and walk out. all because of my COLOSSAL MEMBER.