I had a dream last night that i saw a meme compilation and one of them was just a deep fried picture of a carton of half & half and the text said “Smelled your dairy bro. It’s off”
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certified Disaster Bi
I had a dream last night that i saw a meme compilation and one of them was just a deep fried picture of a carton of half & half and the text said “Smelled your dairy bro. It’s off”
I texted my friend asking if I could bitch about something and she hasn’t ANSWERED me like hurry up and say yes before I have lunch and stop being so irrationally mad about it
Weighted blankets aren’t enough I need to be crushed in a hydraulic press
(via oatplant)
i think that ghosts can and should decay. i think they should blur and fade, like a tape rewound too many times, or a photograph taken out and unfolded and then refolded again until it’s nothing more than a vaguely recognizable smear of what was once a snapshot of time and memory. i think that clinging too tightly to a ghost should only destroy it faster, eroding it away until there’s nothing left to hold on to.
(via flarsanddanie)
i hate nerves and anxiety. oh nooo i am scared of acting like a weird bitch to remedy this i will act like a weird bitch
I’m so afraid of one of the baristas at my nearest coffee shop lmfao like i actually can’t stress enough how mundane and normal our interactions are but I’ve convinced myself I’m being weird and creeping her out dkhfgdkgh f
people always ask if you have an instagram or snapchat but they never ask if you have an online journal where you broadcast every thought you have. it’s because they want you for your sexy body but not your beautiful mind. and that’s fucked up. they should want both.
*touching his extremely defined six pack* who did this to you…..
Promise you’ll stop for me :(
(via missusmustache)
