Mayer or Gaga.
- me: Ugh, John Mayer, quit playing games and marry me already! So I can retire.
- meghan: you'd rather marry John Mayer?
- me: well..yeah, who else would it be?
- meghan: Lady Gaga.
- me: Oooh...I don't know. I think it might be Gaga...
- meghan: ha.
- me: I'm conflicted.
- Oh Candance.
Dear Roommate.
please don’t invite tall, strapping lumberjackesque single men over to our apartment when its 11:30 at night, and I am sitting on the couch looking crazy with no bra on. I was to busy trying to cover up my boobs instead of trying to strike up a conversation. Thanks Ford.
I gave you at least 10-15 minute notice. Done and done.
(via loveyourchaos)
Upon telling someone I work with that I my favorite animals are pandas and dogs she said, “Pandas? They will rip your face off!” But they are darn cute, aren’t they?
we roll deep.
My heart just got really sad. At the very moment that pic was taken I was telling a dumb guy I would not give him a refund because he went through an aquarium he hated, twice! You girls and your weekends off…your lives are so glamorous.
(via sfgiantsbay)
He lives in my other favorite building in the city.
Newsflash Tim: pot charges, no pot charges…Cy Young, no Cy Young…it is time to cut your hair. There are many children that need your hair and many women that would make weaves out of your hair. I am not saying that you have to pull a Britney, but grab some scissors, a bowl and go crazy. Is it that serious? Are you going to lose all of your special powers? I guess we will never know.
One of my favorite buildings in the city.
