"You know, of all people to hurt your toe, at least it was someone with medical training...right? :)"
Except that she laid on the floor and laughed at me for at least five straight minutes.
"nice blog but i doubt you can beat my high score at tumblrtreats(.)com ;)"
nice high score but i bet you can’t score high
(Source: givemerizzlesorgivemedeath)
(Source: sinful-stare)
Since sixteen- SIXTEEN- of you assholes asked, I’ll throw her under the bus.
Maura destroyed my toe.
I was…being…I was trying to get some brownie points with her by pretending I could be…jesus, I don’t know, romantic, and fake waltzing is really, really a bad idea when one person is barefoot and has no idea what in the hell they’re doing and the other one has formal training and shoes with freakin’ scalpels for heels. Long story short, Maura clobbered my toe and I maybe kind of dropped her.
I can hear you all snickering from here, shut the hell up. It’s not funny. There are reasons why I avoid ooey gooey mushy gross sappy shit and one of those reasons is because something like this always happens.
my toe still hurts.
Everyone should go ask Jane what happened. She really, really wants to tell you guys.
Frankie, I swear to God.
(via xlasilrocksx)
my toe still hurts.
