Day 77, no one suspects a thing.
I was so focused on the one dog sitting patiently in the back that I didn’t even realize
Path at Père Lachaise cemetery, Paris, France.
An infrared photograph by Mary Homick
stick around for the surprise ending
IM LAUGHING SO HARD. MY FRIEND KNOWS THIS GIRL WHO HAS SOME OLD YEAR BOOK FROM MARSHALL H.S. AND SHE FOUND LEONARDO DICAPRIO AND THIS IS HIM FROM WHEN HE WAS A JUNIOR AND HE LOOKS LIKE A FUCKING 9 YEAR OLD
Every time he does this she gets curious but also scared.
the only domestic instinct my parents have managed to pass on to me is the tendency to hoard multiple plastic bags in another plastic bag despite the fact that I will probably never need this many plastic bags in my adult life
Lost it at Maid Marion.
I hate game night with the engineering graduates
Don’t get me started on Poker Night with the math students.
Monopoly with business majors is the worst
Scrabble with english majors is a nightmare.
i can’t believe those weren’t puns
Don’t forget Pictionary with Art Students.
Words against humanity with sociologist and poli sci students is horrifying
PLAY CLUE WITH INVESTIGATIVE LAW MAJORS AND THEN COME TALK TO ME
BEST POST ON TUMBLR.
Operation with a surgeon…
On the other hand, Rock Band with the music majors is beautiful.