so the past couple of nights we’ve had a huuuuge moth flying about the house which we called toby. i just came downstairs and found him on the floor, not looking too good, so i picked him up with a piece of paper and sat with him for a bit and, when i put my finger out to let his feeler touch me, he climbed onto my finger and his skinny, long moth tongue unraveled and he was liCKING MY FINGER AND IT WAS REALLY WEIRD AND CUTE LIKE I’VE NEVER BEEN LICKED BY A MOTH BEFORE??? ??? but yea then i took him out the front door (and by doing so exposed my layabout pyjama’d self to the early morning commuters of my area, but at least the cat isn’t out there to eat him) and watched the sunrise with him and put him on a flower bc i’m a fucking nerd at heart
a couple of years ago sian was baking a cake for my birthday and told her dad to get cream cheese for the icing but he got confused and came home with cottage cheese and that’s how i ended up going out to buy ingredients for my own birthday cake
i remember one time in college psychology a couple of us were talking about call of duty and one of the guys actually said, in all seriousness, “girls only play video games because they think it’ll get a guy’s attention” and i just looked him straight in the eye and said, “really? shit. i should let my girlfriend know” and thinking about the look on his face still warms my heart
One time I was in an exam and the girl next to me lifted her skirt and copied notes off her thigh and I respect that a lot
so when i was getting my second tattoo my artist was talking to the other artist about how he went to a strip club but didn’t get a lap dance b/c a dancer came over and was all “what do you like, big boy?” and he panicked and replied with “i quite like kittens” and now i never want anyone else but him to stab needles in my body