The best part of Gotham is Alfred, which doesn’t surprise me because he’s the best part of Batman’s life period.
Every once in awhile, I’ll get an email about a new twitter follower and I’m like, “That’s still a thing that I have?” And then I’m like, “Duh, Kellie. It’s not like a scab. It doesn’t just go away if you stop fucking with it.”
I’ve been listening to the Cry-Baby soundtrack all morning, and now I just want to start a rockabilly band and steal some douchebag Square’s girl.
I know you’re not supposed to answer a question with a question, but why is it that nobody ever asks if I would please fuck them in the butt?
I’ve been at work for an hour now, and the only thing I’ve done is watch this girl fight the layers of mascara to pry her eyelashes apart.