Reblog for success in opening jars on the first try for the rest of the year!
For real though when I was a baby gay coming out in high school, I decided I best learn how to open jars, and it’s a good thing too because my girlfriend cannot open a single jar, bottle, can, any kind of container and without me she would starve. I have a wrist injury and she goes to the gym all the time but it is me who holds the keys to all the preserved food.
I have been told that I am a CUTE PERVERT. Mostly, though, I'm a bisexual witch-slash-mermaid-slash-cloud of chaos.
Honestly, I typically refer to myself as a human trash heap with delusions of grandeur.
"Take me or leave me; or, as is the usual order of things, both."
— Dorothy Parker
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