buttsies replied to your post: One message is a pleasant surprise. Two messages…

Im so sorry im like spamming you with messages here oh gosh

It’s not you…

It’s me.

But in all honesty, it really is my problem. I don’t usually get more than one message at one given time and my mind immediately starts wondering why. Usually ends up at something negative even though past experience tells me that it won’t be that way.

sugoihime:

number one fanboy right here 

I’m kind of going to miss one of my classmates from photography class

Granted I absolutely loathed that class because it was filled with kids who thought it was cool to be immature dumbasses, but there was one guy that caught my attention. There was something about him that made me want to go, “Hey, I just met you and this is crazy, but your mind is interesting so can I deconstruct your way of thinking?”

When someone from Vancouver doesn’t know what a geoduck (pronounced gooeyduck) is, something awful has gone wrong

nosebleedhooligans:

I know what you’re thinking. Stop. 

It doesn’t actually come like, uh, that, on your plate, I meant to … oh fuck it, never mind. No, I mean you don’t fuck it. I mean you can, if you’all into that thing, it’ll still be tough. 

That’s funny. But it is. Tough. 

So you boil the shit out of it, after digging it beside the Pacific Ocean banks. I’ve lived by the Pacific all my life — in two continents, but never up north. I’ve been there. Too many Chinese. Why move? 

Once boiled, you strip it of its skin — kind of like skinning deer, only you might feel like a rabbi while you’re doing it. 

And then, as it is, you’ll get a muscle-y tendon type thing that tastes like, uh, a burst of ocean in your mouth. Yes. 

But like any cheap Asian date, it won’t give you cab fare after you’re done eating it. 

Tastes great though. Like any vulgar pleasure.

bzahhh:

Seer: Flip

:(((

gumiira:

gangbanglerfish:


Omg

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