1. Awkward-tall

    If there’s one reason that I’m happy I’m not too tall, and there is only the one, it’s that I don’t have to deal with having my head poke out/be visible while standing in a toilet stall. It’s always an awkward moment, making eye contact with those tall fucks, making eye contact with a man who’s wiping his ass, you know? Thankfully it’s more awkward for the wiper than the watcher, if you will.

     

Peter N. Michalakis, Esq.

An uncertain impasse... no that would be a decided passe, so to speak, clearly not the case. A certain impasse then. A storm bereft of rain, a father sans child, a warrior with nary a cause to fight for. Be yourself, that's society's mantra, but when you don't like who you are.. well, then what?

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