guys shut up for a second I thought of a drink and I made it it’s so good oh my god fuck
okay it’s a four loko and a five hour energy and I think I called it a nine lives because oh my god fuck whose pasta is that in the fridge
hahahahahahahaha so bro it’s like a cat because cats cats cats cats cats bro right dude I’m so sick fuck get the cats off my face
hahahahahahahahawooooooooo GO GO GO fuck ow my chest fuck I’m sad now
One half of all I ever think about. (The other half is what HAPPENS in this bed.) (Food.)
Didn’t realize his assistant took thirty eight pictures while I was standing there. So here is the one I should have posted.
#tbt to the time I smiled in a picture five minutes ago.
Just wrote this after getting worked up on Instagram.
The good news is I have the surf pretty much to myself this morning. The bad news is there is pretty much no surf. But the dolphins are out today. You can see a fin if you look very closely at the top center. So if one drops in on me on a wave, put on my tombstone that I died in the most tween girl fantasy way imaginable.
WHO LET THE DOGS IN
CAT. CAT. CAT.
(Source: kittiezandtittiez, via thejessicats)
Open house. And a monument to the last thing we ever really need to learn about math.