So I stumbled upon a different acronym for our community. Instead of LGBTQ, there is QUILT BAG.

Queer
Undecided
Intersex
Lesbian
Trans*
Bisexual
Asexual
Gay.

… that’s SO MUCH BETTER.

The most accurate depiction of how I feel today.

(Source: destruction-mode)

I love her so much.

Hours Of Sleep:  Less than three.
Lesson Learned #1: Preventive maintenance really is key.
Lesson Learned #2: Fuck plumbers. Who needs a plumber when you have a Daddy?

So, I thought if my house ever flooded, it would be like a Zoom Flume water rafting, tubing extravaganza, and I could just have a giant house-slash-pool party and invite all my friends over.

But, our bathroom is flooding now, and it’s not really Zoom Flume. Not so much.

And the 24/7 plumber we frantically found and called at midnight said he would be here as soon as he could… but that it might be first thing in the morning.

Fucker, it’s after midnight. It is 2:19 AM, and that counts as fucking morning, as far as I’m concerned. You better have a water vacuum.

(Source: you-are-another-me)

(Source: saltystockings)

(Source: arisaavena)

funfreacksnc:

buzzfeed:

This dog was unable to gaze at his beloved cat due to some menacing potted plants, but true love won in the end.  

i ship it

Most of the time, I hate people. But sometimes; I really, really love them.

macbean:

greengerg:

“One in the Mourning” by Michael Waraska

An accurate depiction of my current state of mind.

(Source: herosolitaire)

I think I’ll always love you, Fall Out Boy.

And my girlfriend, the nerd that she is, just piped in that she would like to make one that says, “You can’t stop the signal”.  Geek.

Can’t have all three!
Who needs emotional stability anyway?

I’m especially fond of the tweet, “Everything I know about shade and reading, I learned from The Golden Girls.”
Damn right.