My cousin is always watching Everybody Loves Raymond in the other room while I’m on the computer. I always hear Raymond’s voice. His deep, throaty voice, like a hungover toad. It’s very unique. Sometimes I continue to hear the thick grog of Ray Romano long after the television is off. Ray tells me things. Ray tells me horrible, horrible things. And I listen.
Q:I feel emotionally and physically sick (It's a heartbreak issue). Please help me.
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I can’t believe someone made a fucking audio post for that stupid deer picture I made. this is unbelievable. I’ve reached a new level of sentience. I am unstoppable. I am the alpha and the omega.
What the fuck was this it was absolutely terrifying
this pregnant hairless cat is so fucking done, i can’t handle it.
I don’t have enough words to describe how much I love this picture. Like, I want to paper my bedroom walls with it.
poor little mama bebe
This is exactly what my pregnancy looked like actually. I feel you, kitty cat.
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shades of black
my head hurts
My everyday struggle.
This is my closet. It kills me when my blacks don’t match but when they do I am on point.
This was really juvenile and dumb.. but we had mis-match day for one of our school spirit days in highschool. I think tonyandthebanana also participated. We both wore all black articles of clothing of various color-leanings. We got yelled at for not following the rules, but we were adamant that none of our blacks matched.
Only two of these appear properly black to me
That’s part of the point. I have plenty of ‘black’ shirts that after fading, or in strong sunlight, next to a piece of darker black fabric appear red or blue, etc.
This makes me angry and uncomfortable.