There is either a cowboy in your house or there isn’t and you have to deal with that
……..what does this mean
every time I burp I legally have to do a rick sanchez impression or they won’t let me see my family again
and every time we kiss i swear i could fly
(via perks-of-being-chinese)
me, drinking tea: pls leaf water….sage my body of the demons of my past…steam my colon…let me know peace
me, drinking coffee: I beg of u bean juice….cleanse me of the curse of sleep….make my heart beat like a tribal drum in ceremony….let me conquer this building
(via trust)
once i figure out how to hold a conversation, it’s friendship for you bitches