Are you serious right now? I’m a fully certified neurosurgeon. I can break into people’s heads and rewire their brains and tamper with their memory, no problem. But this? This juice box? This sugary drink marketed for eight year olds? No. Sticking a straw into this juice container is apparently just too much for me to handle without fucking it up. I’m done. I quit. Goodbye.
i looked at the OPs blog because i thought it was cool that there was an actual neurosurgeon shitting around on tumblr but its a fucking roleplay blog, its 3am, im going to bed this is the last lie i can deal with in this shit website in this garbage world
I JUST WANT TO KNOW HOW SHE FOUND OUT SHE COULD EVEN DO THAT
Tumblr law: Always reblog the queen.
If you don’t have this on your blog at least once, get out.
it jUST STOPS FOR A SECOND AND REALIZES WHATS JUST HAPPENED AND ITS TAIL AND OMG
its actually hunting for mice under the snow
when will my reflection show who I am inside?