Why should I worry? Why should I ca-a-a-re? I'm Oliver, I'm a cat with a family full of rad dogs and a beautiful woman named Jenny. The human helping me run this blog is Kili, shes a twenty year old stupid hipster who likes movies no one even remembers. I hope your stay here is purrfection
(Ps. Kili says she's baman)Whaddaya wanna know kid? 1125 5th Avenue Mailbox
Hiya gang! I have a question for you. I’m so bored with my hair and I’m thinking of dying it half red and half another color. Light blue was what I was gonna go with but I want your opinions on it.
- me: I should go shower now
- (five minutes later)
- (another five minutes later)
- (yet another five minutes later)
- (more five minute intervals)
- someone: (goes into the bathroom)
- me: wow fuck you I was JUST about to go take a shower
- what I say: nice shirt
- what I mean: duDE I'M IN THAT FANDOM
Those people who constantly reblog your stuff but you never really talk:
I do notice my regulars. You guys are the best.
"Regulars" makes me feel like a bar-tender…
Wiping down my dash at the end of an evening, I see your read-more, over-hear your rant in the tags, so I pour you a drink.
"…what’s troubling you, kid?"