itzbezzy
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itzbezzy

i will never tire of this picture. 

saaaaame. my ex went out for a walk one night back in fall of 2012 and came back with a tiny, malnourished, terrified ginger kitten who must have weighed all of four or five pounds and looked about six months old. his whiskers were curled, his fur was super short and mussed, and he just looked so malnourished i wanted

i legit never fail to laugh at ‘oh lawd he comin!’ esp bc of *course* the chonker in question is a ginger. have you ever met a non-chonk ginger? that’s just who they are dammit.

you seem fun.

bacon, hands down. then again, i’m a dirty heretic who doesn’t really like sausage that much. breakfast sausage feels like i’m getting punched in the face by a sad clown, and some decent sausage from the butcher counter is alright but palate fatigue sets in about halfway through a link for me. i just...well, i simply

i for one was fine with the 90's stuff resurfacing, but that’s my own damn fault. we must kill the bohemian trend with fire.

i cannot and never will get over that the matrix trilogy ended with a shot of a goddamn rainbow. what.

nooooooooooo, don’t put that idea out into the universe, what have you done?! ...nevermind, it is inevitable.

i needed this on a monday morning, thank you.

i love the idea of a tomato tolerance and just giggled in my cube at work. right there with you though. salted tomatoes on a sandwich, or slices of tomato dipped in sea salt for a snack...yes plz.

honestly how would you even have any non-waking hours with 25 cups of coffee?

i am legitimately so glad people have been working to dispel the myth that msg is terrible. after realizing it’s not at all the horrible awful thing it’s been made out to be (unless you’re like a good friend of mine and suffer a legit allergy to it, which sucks but happens), i’ve begun adding a bit of it to meat

i will fully admit to laughing for a very long time in a gleefully happy way when he promised he would legally change his middle name to macaulay culkin.

it’s reminding me of the dreadful ~bohemian~ look that was super trendy when i was in college in the early 00's. not that i dislike bohemian in theory, but some of those shirts were just godawful and this is giving me those vibes. 

yep. i mean, i have one of those venti plastic starbucks tumblers at my desk at work for hydration purposes, and if i manage to drink three of them full of water in a day, i’m amazed. even with mio or lemon or something added to it, i can’t get into it that far. i’m even less enthused by coffee, so maybe it’s just me,

i cannot agree with this comment enough, though the image of the entire family walking around flipping the bird non-stop is making me giggle.

yeah that caught me too. 

sweet jebus, i can’t even fathom 25 cups. i can’t drink 25 cups of anything in a day, let alone coffee. more than one and i’m a jittery fool as it is. 

for real. i had no idea my subs, meatball sandwiches, and gyros weren’t sandwiches.

a thousand times yes to traveling for the food.