My bathroom has no windows.

I was taking a shower this morning, and for some reason thinking about a serial killer on Criminal Minds. 

This particular serial killer liked to turn off the power in peoples’ homes before going in and killing them.

Just as I was having this thought, the power in my house shut off and the bathroom went pitch black.

HE’S IN MY HOUSE! SOMEONE SAVE ME! I CAN’T FIGHT OFF A SERIAL KILLER BY MYSELF!

I get out and calm down and I’m ready to whoop some ass…

An hour or so later I’m on the phone with my grandma.

She tells me she heard someone from MY end of the phone, far away…I’m home alone.


She’s so stinkin’ cute.

She’s so stinkin’ cute.


Where I spent my Sunday.

Where I spent my Sunday.


Watching the official video for CRJ’s Call Me Maybe.

Guy takes off his shirt.

That body is ridiculous.

I mean, those abs should be ILLEGAL.

Good lord.


Bath & Body Works has taken control of my life.

Bath & Body Works has taken control of my life.


Took so much time to censor and bleep this one hahaha. I hate Carl.





Apologies for the million Walking Dead posts.

I am very upset over Dale’s death though.

And I wish it had been that little fucker Carl.


“See, you don’t get to do that, to come into somebody’s life, make them care and just check out.”


FUCKINGCARLYOULITTLEPIECEOFSHITGODDAMNITYOULITTLEFUCKINGSHITHEADIHOPEDARYLKILLSYOU


INFINITE CREYS. Omg. Why? How? Wha—-…. I can’t even… DAAAAAALLLEEE! 
“He’s suffering, do something!”
“Sorry, brother…”
Hold me. :’(

INFINITE CREYS. Omg. Why? How? Wha—-…. I can’t even… DAAAAAALLLEEE! 

“He’s suffering, do something!”

“Sorry, brother…”

Hold me. :’(


CARL YOU LITTLE BASTARD YOU FUCKING GOT DALE KILLED MOTHERFUCK.


WHY DID THEY KILL DALE!?