I’m not religious or anything, but if there is a God out there, he wanted you to fall hard and break your coccyx just for wearing that stupid outfit. He said don’t do it again. K?
Luckily, the dog made it within a few inches of his life.
Diving into the imaginary pool, just in time for Summer!
Happy Birthday (whoever)
I’m not going to poke fun, because this happened to me on Prince Street in Soho. Not only that, but it was a morning where I was tired from having had worked a gujillion hours the night before, and I locked myself out of my apartment, so I went to this corner coffee shop to wait for my bestie who had my spare key to finish her class which was in Brooklyn so I could get inside my apartment and go back to work.
I left the coffee shop with a belly full of pancakes, and slipped on sidewalk ice. All I could recall was a pretty Asian girl shrieking in slow motion as she watched me fall.
That is all.
People who know me, know my disdain for Taylor Swift. This is my proudest moment on TAoFD.
This photographer recognizes the art of falling down.
(Source: Guardian, via oculartreat)
This is what I got when I hired some guy with no actual landscaping tools.
