One of my favorite pictures of myself. I really just wanted any picture with long hair to illustrate how mad I am at myself for never dressing up as Static Shock for Halloween while I still had long hair.
I passed a pill bug that was stuck on its back, and without thinking, I bent over and flipped him. If it could talk, it would have probably thanked me, but I felt really good about it anyway. That’s why I think I should be the next president of the United States.
The name's Tim. Nice to meet you, maybe.
I play guitar, sing silly songs, write stuff, draw shitty pictures and make people on the Internet mad on a professional level. I drink a lot of tea and write letters to pen pals. I also think about death a lot.
Curtains
Mom: Will you help me take my curtains down? I gotta clean cat shit off of it.
Tim: Oh, yeah, sure.
Mom: You smell it?
Tim: No, I'm not smelling it.
Mom: ...
Tim: ...
Mom: ... Intentionally?
Tim: Yes, Mom, intentionally. I know what cat shit smells like. I've heard Lil' Wayne rap.
Mom: That's a good one.
Why. Just… Why.
Cat boat for the win.
