Jamming to K.C. & The Sunshine Band wishing I could put on my boogie shoes and just boogie the fuck out of existence.
People keep talking about black friday shopping and hunting for good deals, and all I really want is a picture of Kraven the Hunter in a lingerie store that’s having a sale on underwear and have him holding up leopard print panties with the caption: Kraven on the hunt for killer deals (or deadly deals or sexy steals or something that’s actually clever idk)
Someone needs to invent a thing that if you cry into it enough, it will write a paper for you.
I’m gonna be spending Thanksgiving writing a paper while yelling at my cousins to fuck off with a mouthful of mashed potatoes.
I’ll be praying for a martian invasion; there’s nothing left to be thankful for…
I look fucking ugly when I don’t smile
But I can’t just smile all the time without looking crazy…
Bebop & Rocksteady (TMNT Villain Micro-Series #7)
I’m stuck between wanting to sleep forever and never wanting to sleep again.
Call me Agent Double O 666