This kid at work won’t stop telling me about the ‘totally banging’ stereo system he’s buying, and I’m just like, dude, it’s too bad you have such terrible taste in music
When angels go bad they are worse than anyone else. Remember Lucifer used to be...– Neil Gaiman, Neverwhere (via cementandaluminum)
Also: I fucking HATE Portugal. the man. RARGH
Also, this kid didn’t understand the phrase “plot device”. :/
Having a panic attack at a party at my own place. Also; it’s five am and my dash is filled with gay porn. I’m all pissy and these kids I don’t know are being assholes and keep saying fag and ‘that’s/you’re gay’.
It’s 4AM AND I’m kinda sketched out. Think I will be till ) at least. Sigh