May 2013
deadfelinesociety:
there is nothing romantic about
not knowing you’re beautiful
loving someone until they learn to love themselves
please stop romanticizing low self esteem.
it’s one thing to love a person who happens to have low self esteem
it’s another thing to frame low self esteem as a desirable trait.
densofaxis:
the swim team at my school was able to slip in “we go in hard and come out wet” in the yearbook and the yearbook people didn’t realize it until it was too late so they put stickers over that part but everyone’s taking that shit off
niamliveslarryloves:
basedgosh:
i hate one direction fans so much i need my whole room to cool down but no this damn thing only blows one way
I literally had to read that 5 times…
rneerkat:
spamanos:
rneerkat:
what did the squirrel say to his waitress
squirrels dont fucking talk you piece of shit
why would he say that to his waitress she would obviously know he was being dishonest
zeram:
maozedung:
homework? decent grades? the bible said adam and eve not adam and achieve
i almost spit everywhere
dysenterygay:
i asked my italian grandfather if the rough parts of italy were called the spaghetto and look at me w/ so much shame
brvdleysoileau:
how is “slut” even an insult wtf get that dick grl
crepehangar:
onefitmodel:
realising that we’re almost halfway through the year 2013 and i have literally achieved nothing
Realizing you’ve been alive for two decades and accomplished nothing
nointerrruption:
when you and your friends hate the same person
chekhov:
In health class we were given sheets of paper and told to write a message we would want someone of the opposite sex to know
She read some examples
The girls were like: “Hey can you please not treat me like shit”
The boys were like: “Spray tans look ugly I hate when girls wear too much makeup and don’t lead me on.”
“Do you realise how devoted I am to you, all the same? There’s nothing I wouldn’t...”
– Virginia Woolf in a letter to Vita Sackville-West, 16 February 1927 (via courcel)
hellajerica:
vvierd:
true embarrassment lies within your first email address
I have bullshitted my way through almost two decades of life
Drama that I'm not involved in
totally-relatable:
