So my mom threw an absolute fit, and refuses to help me move to Montana now. She gave me this gigantic list of stuff to do, that only she can do. So wth? Do you understand why I can’t fucking stand her?

Baby huskies wouldn’t stop fighting over a toy until mommy comes to stop them


getting notes on a selfie



  • mom: don't eat the cookies yet, they just came out of the oven and are too hot
  • me: fire cannot kill a dragon

you are the best thing that’s ever been mine

I don’t believe in magic, a lot of superstitious hocus pocus. I’m going after a find of incredible historical significance, you’re talking about the boogie man.