So my brother accidentally ran over an adult Opossum and a few Joeys but saved the living ones and brought them to me to care for. I now have 4 Joeys. 2 female and 2 male. They are so fucking adorable that I don’t even know how to fucking function anymore. I’ve been carrying them in a fucking pouch because my obsessive tendencies have brainwashed me into thinking that I am a Mother Opossum. Anyways, the moral of the story is that I have 4 Joeys and that’s fucking awesome.

I feel so fucking lonesome today :/

I just really want a flying bison.
Yip yip, motherfucker.

seriously though
talk to me
all of you
I’ll reply to every message I get
D:

love me

Just to be clear, anyone can talk to me. Just send me an ask or skype me. 

Skype: gruesomegiraffe

My dad is so beautiful. 

Stoned with Christian and Kaleb and they’re about to trip.

Meep.

SAY HELLO TO TED <3 And excuse my shitlookingness. 
Shredda aka “Pig”
My niece and I. c: 

I’m sick of trying to talk to anyone about anything because they just immediately shut me down. 

Same goes for having any sort of fucking feelings because I basically get punished for having them.


This is Casper. 
I’ve had him since I was ten months old and he was 5-6 weeks old.
He’s my ‘Old Baby’. <3 

AREN&#8217;T MY PARENTS ADORABLE

Driving nearly an hour away to go out to eat and get cigarettes. 

Whoop.

Played Terraria all lastnight and waking up to do it again. c:


themed by: dec0der