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Christians when they die and go to science instead of heaven
how to tell your strict parents you got a tattoo without telling them even though they told you not to no glue no borax
dedicating my first tattoo to the goat
(ignore the smudge the plastic is still on)
something something fuck my father, something something my mother is a very complicated woman who has become a product of her upbringing and i don’t necessarily blame her for who i am and how she treats me something something
Walt’s two hostages
whenever i watch that scene in breaking bad where jesse tries to burn walt’s house down all i can think about is how he got the gasoline to do it. imagine you’re fucking seething with rage because you’ve been manipulated for years by the only man you trust, screaming and crying all the way down the road. and then you have to stop at a fuel pump and angrily fill up a jerry can in silence before returning back to your drug-fuelled fury drive.
i’m typically very frightened of drunk men, went to a bar this evening and some guy took a photo for me and my friend. he put his hand on my arm (in a non creepy way) and said you look very nice. i told him i have a boyfriend and we laughed it off and he went back to his friends and left us alone. if you’re gonna hit on women, for the love of god, do it that way.
thank you, random drunk man, for giving me hope that people can take no for an answer.
facetimed my mum and she answered me while throwing up because she’s drank too much, she didn’t say that’s what she was doing but she didn’t need to, absolute madlad, glad she’s having a nice saturday night
“The employees need a larger salary” “hmmmm large celery”
haters envy my childlike whimsy and optimistic attitude towards life (i am heavily medicated)
convincing my two (two more than i thought id get and i love them very much) to go on an end of year trip to a nearby theme park secondary school style because i clearly never matured past the age of fourteen. i have a job that i used to pay for this, what stage of life am i in.
Jesse's life sucked so bad that his happy ending was genuinely disappearing under a false identity never able to call himself by real his name again or see his brother or brock or skinny pete and badger again or go home again. and we were like oh thank god.
maybe i am normal just in a new and marvelous sort of way
ernie every time chuck and jimmy were in the same room