January 2012
December 2011
reasons I love when my parents leave the house:
I don’t hear myth busters playing on full volume from my living room.
I can smoke a cigarette without having to walk like two blocks.
I can shower without having to worry about my mom snooping around my room and finding muh drugs.
I can eat on the couch.
I don’t have to wear pants.
I could be watching Star Wars right now. Why am I not watching Star Wars?!
– my brother (via decemberwrists)