Golden doodles are human government spies trapped inside the most unsettling curly haired dog body. They creep me out with their overly human eyes and they always smell like shit. Genuinely miss me with that.
Average conversation in LA
*intense vocal fry
So what do you do for work?
“Oh I’m an aspiring artist.”
So what’s ur day job?
Crickets plus cash flow from my dad who’s the CEO of nbc
I fucking hate blackout curtains. Aren’t we supposed to wake up with the pure sunlight streaming through our windows and the birds chirping in the breeze. When I wake up and blackout curtains are down, I feel like I’m trapped in federal prison and time doesn’t exist. Just awful