this is the reason i’m deleting twitter. shit like this every time, all the time shoved in my face just to make me mad. well i’m not falling for it anymore.
if a man with piercing blue eyes, fierce muttonchop whiskers, & a peg-leg pulls up a keg of ale to sit on & begins to explain whaling, great whales & even the myriad uses for blubber, how would you not listen ardently if you are a normal woman?
living alone for the first time ever and suddenly i’m doing epic shit all day and having a ball (someone says the word “job”) i mean every day im afraid.