You Can Love Someone So Much Platonically That It Feels Like You’re Gonna Die. Platonic Feelings Can

So 1) I am a monster. 2) This is definitely the ASL equivalent of putting in random letters in google translate and laughing at how ridiculous the robotic voice sounds doing its best.

But guys... the hand... it beckons...

YOU CANT CONTROL ME

I have a curfew!

reblog if youre an idiot. reblog if youre just a fucking fool.

Remember to take it slow with the frozen treats

I have come to understand something about myself.

If you stick me into a heavy downpour, no umbrella, and tell we to walk from point A to point B, I become a giggly idiot. The heavier the downpour, the harder it becomes for me to not erupt in giggles.

Basically, I was trying to not look creepy while laughing in the rain as it slowly started to pour harder and harder while I was getting absolutely drenched from the head down. I’m talking shoulders-shaking, body-rumbling, toothy-smiled laughter.

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Orange Juice does not mix well with Lung.

Just overheard my MOM on the phone with her IN-LAWS saying that she likes GRAVEYARDS because they are OUTDOOR MUSEUMS.

what?!

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The bathroom at my job is pretty nice