i ghostwrote this – reckless & terribly gay

stylesmella:

what she says: i’m fine

what she means: daily reminder that kevin owens has done absolutely nothing wrong, all he’s done is show up to work in return he has been continually harassed by his co-worker and completely does not deserve to be fed to a wild braun strowman inside a steel cage because he has done nothing wrong thank you

lesbianahsoka:

lesbianahsoka:

a waitress could slit my throat and I’d still tip 15% i dont know how her day’s been yknow?

i hear your responses and i just wanna say obviously i usually tip at least 20 like im not an animal! but to be completely fair she did kill me

avengersincamphalfbloodstardis:

someone: stop quoting John Mulaney all the time

me:

lurkdusoleil:

I am done with anti-medicine nuts who are like “God gave us all we need in nature” yup he sure did. wtf do you think scientists use to make their medicines? where do you think they got all those chemicals. they didn’t summon them from the void. we haven’t outsourced to alien planets. everything came from this earth. we just tweaked them into something more effective. taking a long walk in the woods and chewing on plants never made me feel less like dying but taking prozac sure fucking did.

awkwardvagina:

have you ever just cried because you’re you

awkwardvagina:

have you ever just cried because you’re you

writterings:

what i say: haha yeah my room is a bit of a mess

what people think i mean: i haven’t vaccumed in a while and there’s maybe a few cups i forgot to take down to the kitchen

what i actually mean: there is. no fucking floor space. there are five laundry baskets in here. papers and books and food wrappers and stuffed animals liter the floor. my bed and a little space in front of the door are the only clean spots. i cannot walk more than three feet into my room. i’m pretty sure there is something living in the pile of garbage i have in the corner.