Sounds like a lotta work to me. I think I’ll pass, I’d rather play, and I’ll ask for help when I get stuck!
(via hopeismysandwich)
finally a picture of iron man ironing
You know I’m there with her. You know that she and I are together. Move on already. Stop trying to wrap you arms around her, “passively” sitting on the arm of her chair and leaning your shoulder against hers. She told you out, gave you the message not once, or twice, but three times. She told you to stop, but after you figured it out you don’t want to listen anymore. So stop flirting with her in front of me cause I can’t do it in public, stop being a dick to everyone around you, and for fuck’s sake STOP STARING AT US.
