Feythorn's Corner

I just got off work and got breakfast at mcdonalds. I ordered a big breakfast platter with hot cakes. Except when I ordered it those words did not leave my mouth, I actually said “big breasts with hot cakes” The pause on the speaker told me it was time to move on. I’m hungry.

I feel so hate filled today. It’s been a while. I should get out more.

thealishadimension:

thesecarryingarms:

bellabitchh:

Phil, this wasn’t fucking amateur hour. PEOPLE DIED BECAUSE OF YOUR LACK OF SUPERVISION. THERE WERE RAPTORS ALL UP IN THE KITCHEN PHIL. IN THE GOD DAMN KITCHEN.
YOU HAD ONE JOB PHIL. ONE JOB.

I will never not reblog this.

thealishadimension:

thesecarryingarms:

bellabitchh:

Phil, this wasn’t fucking amateur hour. PEOPLE DIED BECAUSE OF YOUR LACK OF SUPERVISION. THERE WERE RAPTORS ALL UP IN THE KITCHEN PHIL. IN THE GOD DAMN KITCHEN.

YOU HAD ONE JOB PHIL. ONE JOB.

I will never not reblog this.

I finally feel so completely defeated. I don’t think success is in the cards anymore.

Reblog if I’m actually worth talking to and you’d miss my blog if I left…please…

For you kale.

I really hate it when people say things will get better. What are you basing that off of? Hope? Let me tell you, there is no reason why things will get better. Either they will or they won’t. It that easy.

When ordering take out do you ever make it sound like you’ve got people at home waiting for you to come back with the food? So that way the person taking your order doesn’t know how alone you are.

The glory of the butt often goes over my head. Still was a fun suggestion.

The glory of the butt often goes over my head. Still was a fun suggestion.

I’m currently drawing up all of the suggestions people sent me. Katie I think your going to like how yours came out.

Someone tell me to draw something, anything I just need to get out of this slump.