| Emily: | So Melissa, so as a lesbian, do you have an obsession with boobs - like a problem with viewing cupcakes? |
|---|---|
| Melissa: | ... no? |
| Chelsea: | Shit straight girls think. |
| Jasminne: | Is that a thing? |
| Melissa: | I guess I have an issue. |
| Jasminne: | You guys think we get turned on by cupcakes? |
| Emily: | I understand, I mean. Us straight girls like hot dogs and popsicles. |
| Melissa: | See, I like those too. That's why I'm pansexual. |
| Chelsea: | Tumbling this. |
nonsense my roommate says.
Marta (person): Too tall for her own good, and by own good I mean for everything. She sometimes uses dog nail polish and says things like "rad." Some might say she belongs in the 70s, but seriously - she's just too tall. Honestly.
Chelsea (person): A total contradiction; should not exist. Catholic lesbian journalist wannabe cheerleader? Whaat? Won't do anything the Virgin Mary wouldn't do. Makes frequent "murr"-ing noises and should be hooked up to a Nutella IV.
Roommates (relationship):
Marta and Chelsea live together.
| Marta: | Are you having problems with the internet? |
|---|---|
| Me: | Am I never having problems with the internet? EC Wireless is such a tease. |
| Marta: | Yeah, she's never there for me. |
| Me: | I don't see what you see in her. She's a bitch. |
| Marta: | I was hoping for so much more. But you're right. |
| Me: | You're better off on your own and single. Go take a walk, in the woods. |
| Marta: | What? |
| Me: | Besides, the plus side of that is your fuck buddy 3G is always available. He's like, "Oh baby, you want help to get on tumblr?" Cue sordid look. |
| Me: | I came out this morning and was like "I look good today." |
|---|---|
| Jasminne: | I was about to say, aren't you already out? |
| Me: | Throw me a pretzel so I can fling it at you. |
I just kissed a pretzel.
Melissa
Praise the Lawd, knit some mittens for the homeless
-Marta, 8:59
referring to Chelsea’s highschool extracurricular activities
Most people come to our suite for our tea rack, not our actual racks
Chelsea, 10:48 PM
that moment when you think you’re going to smile so much that your eyes are going to disappear into your face….
I pinky promised! That’s serious shit right there!
Chelsea, 12:17 AM
Chelsea: It’s been a rough morning.
Marta: Mmhm.
Chelsea: I read “mimicry” as “me-me-cry.
Chelsea: Why do I follow gay guys on tumblr? Ever since I started following Emerson guys, my “kitten…kitten…meme…kitten” dash is filled with naked gay men in boxes in their underwear. Not boxers. Boxes.
(via cody-harris)
