Toroc

Dear Ovaries: I’m getting pretty fucking close to punching the shit out of you if you don’t start behaving soon.
Don’t think I won’t do it, because we all know I’m crazy as fuck when I’m angry. I’ve had enough of your shit, and if you keep up with this Cyst shit I will do everything in my power to get you permanently kicked out.

It’s 2013, why hasn’t Microsoft office given us a way to turn lower case letters into upper case and vice versa?

I’m sick of having to retype an entire sentence FOR ACCIDENTALLY CLICKING CAPS LOCK MID PARAGRAPH AND NOT REALISING UNTIL I’VE FINISHED WRITING WHATEVER IT WAS THAT MY BRAIN WANTED ME TO TYPE.

Perhaps the shortcut could be CTRL + CAPS… just saying.

Leave it to Tumblr to inform me of the existence of a Dragon dildo…

The awkward moment when your boyfriend has an errection whilst fast asleep.

I feel completely and utterly devastated right now.
It was bound to happen sooner or later, but was it was so unexpected and out of the blue…

I’m finding myself suddenly reminiscing the days where my best friend and I would scream their lyrics as loud as we could because life was so fucked up and so over whelming that all we could do was vent our anger and frustration like the dickwads we were… and after he killed himself, all I had left to keep going was their music.

It’s more than just a band, much more.