I had this idea for a rom com where NSA surveillance techs get tired of seeing how lonely some of their targets are and start trying to match up different targets. Like Miss X gets coffee here 15 minutes before Mister Y, and they turn off her phone alarm so she is running late so they can meet.
It’s like an Orwellian version of Cupid.
#how do we know they don’t already do this
Oh my God, this is why random dudes ask me out in parking lots.
A productive use of my time on my personal server.
Roses as far as the eye can see at the spawn point. Won’t the guys just love this?
I think I’m gonna die crying and laughing in this stall
(Source: rockswritingz, via whoisthiswho)
It’s a silly time to learn to swim on the way down
my first tattoo.
IS IT HOMESTUCK
IS IT NOT
WE JUST DON’T KNOW
They made her a member of the midnight crew.