(via thesuspensinator)
I'm Andrew. I fail at self-summary.
I'm a Kentucky-born city boy. A paradox. I'm sarcastic. In general, I find people irritating. I have a macabre sense of humor.
As one of the homo elite, my page will contain dicks, abs, pretty boys, and underwear.
Also, I have a hard-on for tattoos, so that will fill up this page too.
Questions? Comments? Sarcastic remarks? Click below. • Shameless.
And your very flesh shall be a great poem...
I'm a Kentucky-born city boy. A paradox. I'm sarcastic. In general, I find people irritating. I have a macabre sense of humor.
As one of the homo elite, my page will contain dicks, abs, pretty boys, and underwear.
Also, I have a hard-on for tattoos, so that will fill up this page too.
Questions? Comments? Sarcastic remarks? Click below. • Shameless.
And your very flesh shall be a great poem...
And yet strangely, we found this more comforting than before. At least we’d know where to find them.
(Source: monstre-de-mon-cauchemar)
This. Is. Bullshit.
It’s fucking sad that I have to find out how you feel through…basically anything besides you.
And here I thought we were best friends.
I’m nobody! Who are you?
Are you nobody, too?
Then there’s a pair of us -don’t tell!
They’d banish us, you know.
How dreary to be somebody!
How public, like a frog
To tell your name the livelong day
To an admiring bog!
