“ The only thing I can’t do for myself, is FUCK myself.
a man on the L train’s monologue re: self-sufficiency, wherein he listed all the things for which he did not need a woman, ranging from laundry, to cooking, to cleaning, to fucki— O WAIT, no, he needed a woman for that. Foiled!
Life is hard. Here is someone.
I live in Brooklyn and work at Kickstarter.
or here I am on Twitter.
Stuff on Tumblr I like/d.
