Proulx

I am getting sick

and that makes me so angry. 

I am NEVER on Tumblr

why do you people continue to follow me? 

No, really?

People like to say

brokenlanguage:

“Oh, I understand hot. It gets hot where I live, too.”

I apologize to everyone who doesn’t live in Florida…wait, no, I don’t. Because none of you are forced to live on the SURFACE OF THE FUCKING SUN. You want hot? Come here in MARCH. You want to see infants burst into flames and dogs explode? Come here in August. 

Right now, the sun is boiling the water in the clouds while it rains. Boiling water is falling from the sky.

You don’t know hot.

(via fuckingflorida)

If I ever have a son

I think I will name him Henry.

No, I must have a son so that I can name him Henry.