When (and since) I left the paper
At first it was like:
And then it got pathetic, like:
But I’ll go to the reunion and everyone will be like:
And I’ll try to be normal like:
But when I get home:
Drinking wine and cuddling with Perry the Platypus.
I couldn’t ask for a more perfect night.
I was wrong.
Heaven Knows I’m Miserable Now by The Smiths just came on in my iTunes shuffle.
Tonight is not the perfect night.
George R.R. Martin can’t tweet because he’s killed off all 140 characters
↳ The perks of being a wallflower
#106
Babies and disappointed dads and close-up profile views. Everything that i find funny and use way too much in my comics.
I don’t even have a sense of humor anymore it’s literally just sarcasm and general loathing for the majority of the human population.
