March 2013
11 posts
david-tennant-can-you-not:
nodoubttrout:
99.9% of my sentences start with
oh my god
yeah
no
basically
wait
so yeah
like
you know
oh
um
what
well
but
dude
You forgot
listen here you little shit
negritaaa:
afrikkana:
If Quvenzhané Wallis was a white french girl errybody would be talking about how elegant, beautiful, and sosphiticated her name is.
they don’t hear you tho
chuckskinny:
therottencupcake:
you ever read or hear some stuff and knew that it wasn’t supposed to hurt your feelings, like it wasn’t forreal directed toward you, but it just really fricken hurt? like, you can physically feel it? but like the worst part about it is that in the end you feel this way because of yourself and it’s actually not the fault of the person who said or wrote whatever...
February 2013
4 posts
January 2013
109 posts
fatfatfatfatfatfatfat
today i couldn’t keep my zipper zipped. at first i didn’t care. it didn’t bother me a bit. then i got home and faced so much criticism. now, looking in the mirror, i feel like i gained 30 pounds. pregnant cow whale. for someone who really struggles with self image, you’d think i would have found a way to avoid this.
miss-grace:
Are you ever just overwhelmed by the horrifying thought that maybe, nobody ACTUALLY wants you around? And it’s not that you think everyone hates you, but it’s just that you’re not special to anyone? And that its really kind of sucky that you’re about 98% sure that nobody thinks “Wow, I just really like talking to her.” and that you could probably just disappear without anyone caring...
an-idiosyncratic-method:
When you go to a friend’s house to stay the night and get stuck with the scratchy blanket.
You know the one.
It’s made of wool.
It has satiny trim that tries to deceive you into thinking this will be a nice blanket experience.
But it’s not.
Every house has one.
It’s buried deep in the bowels of the linen closet, under some afghans and a comforter with the down...
marcus-mcchicken-jackson:
timothydelaghetto:
defuzzification:
entertainingwealthybitches:
90sdefect:
ghdos:
the4mat:
andross:
Are people really mad about Leonardo DiCaprio saying nigga in Djago?
He was playing a slave owner in the South during the mid-1800’s.
The hell you want him to say?
“young black man”
“African American chap”
“Young Brutha”
“beautiful chocolate...
therottencupcake:
thoroughly entertaining.
wish i knew what they were saying though.
powerrprincess:
i go through periods of
“i’m so fucking cool and awesome and hot. I would date me”
followed by
“i’m so fucking ugly why do people talk to me i’m such a loser”
followed by
“LIFE IS AWESOME LOOK A BIRD. SO PRETTY. EARTH IS BEAUTIFULLLL!!”
followed by
“oh my god everyone is so fucked up i hate people and want to die.
me in public:
me in the halls:
me in a crowd:
me when I meet someone new:
me at parties:
me in class:
me when someone tries to make small talk:
me at family gatherings:
me home alone: CAW CAW MOTHAFUCKAHS
me home alone: *dances about wildly*
me home alone: *shout-sings broadway tunes*
me home alone: BAHAHAHAHA FUCK EVERY SINGLE THING ABOUT THIS
me home alone: *makes derp faces in mirror*
me home alone: I'M JUST A POOR BOY, NOBODY LOVES ME
me home alone: *watches my shows and openly sobs and writhes from feels*
me home alone: PEACE OUT BITCHES I'M FREEEEEEEEE