I’m just getting home. We watched Pirate Radio and a bunch of the first season of Archer while drinking vodka and I pet a bunny.
This either needs to continue until I’m caught up on Archer, or stop immediately because I’m going to end up breaking his little boy heart.
i litterally did the exact same thing today… weird
"Parents kill more dreams than anybody."
“fuck it” tends to be the last thought running through my mind before making any final decisions