I am vegan, live in Los Angeles, and blog about whatever comes to mind; the usual topics include food, cats, comics, fashion, music, and fun.
Q: How many male novelists does it take to screw in a lightbulb?
A: He lit a cigarette. His glass of whiskey lit a cigarette too. “I can only truly love my best friend,” he said, “but not in a gay way. Women wouldn’t understand it. They’re too gay.” Both of the cigarettes agreed.
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source for the thing I reblogged earlier!
NEVER OVER “The terrible sex had made him feel deeply interesting, like a murder victim.”
OH MY GOD SERIOUSLY CLICK THE LINK
::spits out tea::