There’s one part of me that’s like:
You should do your work, and then you wouldn’t be so stressed, and you would feel a great sense of accomplishment, and you’d have free time when you’re finished.
But then there’s this other part of me that’s like:
They both make such good arguments.
i cry and sleep alot but if u date me i promise to wear sexy panties for u
- Family: *insults my weight*
- Family: *insults my interests*
- Family: *insults my friends*
- Family: *yells at me for leaving my bedroom*
- Family: *insults my music*
- Family *judges me constantly*
- Family: you're being so rude why aren't you spending time with us I thought you loved the holidays
when someone adds unnecessary things to my posts
u kno when ur on mobile and ur phone autocorrects capitals and ur just like “no dont do that i want to seem cool and aloof in front of my internet peers”
"omg i hate small talk its so fake!!" like damn u must be so fucking annoying. its called being nice. if i was at a party and i was like "how r your classes going" and you were like "ugh lets skip that i KNOW u dont really CARE about my classes and i dont care about YOURS" i would log out of there so fucking fast
A photo of the rare dabadeedabatiger.
this rare species of tiger has the rare pigment “dabadeedabadie” derived from a blue world
scientists have proven that all day and all night and everything he sees is just blue like him inside and outside
I’m fuckin done with this site