Listening to a podcast in Starbucks. Not sure why wearing headphones makes me feel invisible, but I just cleaned out a solid chunk of belly button lint, held my arm at full extension, and dropped it on the floor. May have farted several times already and God knows what I did to soil all these napkins.
Hey tumblr, just because I stop following someone, it doesn’t mean that they automatically stop following me, right? Great, because I really don’t give a fuck about this girl’s cats but I don’t want to lose a fan. Also, grown men participating in this GPOYW is creepy as fuck.