So You Can Open My Snapchats But You Can’t Reply to My Text Message: A Modern Day Love Story.
Today’s Gender of the day is: a surprised noise from a dog
"I need a chocolate chunk cookie"
OK! *hands chocolate chunk cookie *
"EXCUSE ME, THIS IS NOT THE CHOCOLATE CHUNK COOKIE. I SAID THE CHOCOLATE CHUNK COOKIE."
That is in fact the only chunk cookie we have. Can you point out to me the cookie you meant?
*she points at the FLOURLESS CHEWIE COOKIE*
Fuckwits. Fuckwits everywhere.
*tries to get eight hours sleep in 3 hours*
The fact that it’s impossible to find even a fucking STUDIO apartment within walking/public transit distance to my workplace for any less than $800-$900 (not even including utilities and other expenses) is fucking ridiculous. A STUDIO.
There is something fundamentally wrong with that, it’s disgusting.
MYTHOS: SPIDER-MAN #1 (Aug. 2007)
Art by Paolo Rivera