So I went to Whole Foods with my mother today and we tried a bunch of different fragrances and lotions and now I basically smell like a church.
Bill Compton is one annoying little fuck.
Oatmeal, pizza, and beer. An odd combination, yet strangely satisfying.
it’d be cool to speak like 20 different languages & keep it a secret from everyone & then during a time of crisis, u could speak some fluent russian to some russian guy holding a gun to your head & all your friends will be like daaamn
Damn True Blood with one episode blending seamlessly into the next. I can’t stop watching.
I’m thinking this 36 pack of ice cream sandwiches was a stellar choice on my part.