I could spit on a stranger.


This is what my vagina looks like when it’s spilled across the floor.
July 7, 2008, 11:23 pm
Filed under: Emoshit



Even God Hates You, Sarah Marshall.

At one point in my life, this had happened to me.

I think Nick Stoller’s Forgetting Sarah Marshall is one of those films that you would just want to hug and completely own. The Peter Bretter Experience is a staple for our generation.