why do old people drive slow they barely have any time left like GOOOOO ur dying
I actually started screaming “AM I MOR-” really loudly and now I’m amazed and embarrassed at the same time.
this creeps me out and amazes me at the same time. i love it
I don’t know how to feel about this…
so wrong but so right
Marshall is just a simple man, caught in a web of fashion he doesn’t understand…
Oh my god. It looks as though she whispered some sort of horrific Lovecraftian secret of the universe to him, and his soul simply gave up right then and there, leaving him an empty husk.
He’s wondering if he’s still on drugs.