two things: I hate change and having my routines interrupted. I hate things being the same it’s boring
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two things: I hate change and having my routines interrupted. I hate things being the same it’s boring
the best thing about being alive on earth is that sometimes there is a kitty
does anyone else remember 2012-2013 when everyone’s URL was like “winchesters-221b-inthetardis” and now everyone’s url is just like “truckpussy”
he’s a cult leader, he’s a fashion icon, he’s a war veteran, he’s immortal, he dies all the time, he’s haunted, he’s high and he’s sober, he’s agnostic, god hates him personally. i didn’t say his name but he popped into your head, didn’t he?
a small collection of the batshit tags i’ve gotten on this post so far
#girl help
me joining hellfire just bc I think Eddie is hot but have no idea what dnd is
The year is 2022. You’re driving home from work, wifey calls & asks you to get some diapers for the baby. You grab roses for her. Life’s good. She’s crying in the closet you forgot the diapers what’s she gonna do with roses idiot there’s shit everywhere this is why your parents never loved y
The year is 1351. You’re driving your ship home from work, wifey calls and sends you to the local store to get some rags as diapers for the baby. You grab a bouquet of flowers for her too. Life’s good. You both die from the plague
The year is 2020. You’re driving home in your tractor after voting for Trump, the man of your people. Your sister calls and asks you to get some diapers for the baby you bought from the Walmart parking lot last week. You steal roses for her on your way out. Life’s good
The year is 2068. You’re staring at the most beautiful stranger. She explains to you that she’s your wife. You have dimentia. You smile and take her hand as your grandchildren jump around the room. You’ve lived a good life. Suddenly you’re staring at the most beautiful stranger
Anyway I’m back on my bullshit
The year is 2019. Your fiancé just got you roses in your big house with 3 cars and 5 dogs. You did all this to tweet it with “We’re only 19, what are you doing with your life?” You got 5 retweets. He’s been buying roses instead of food for weeks. You can’t cook. You haven’t eaten in 3 days
The year is 2018. You’re scrolling through Tumblr and you see a post by none other than thebootydiaries. “Goals”, you think to yourself. Yes, this was it. What you’ve been waiting for. Your entire life has led up to this. Your fingers shake as you type your comment. “Goals.” You hit reblog as you’re trembling, the chair squeaking ever so slightly. “I can’t wait to forget diapers, and have dementia.” You sigh. “And buy a house, dogs, and cars. And…and…” goosebumps race through your entire body. “And get the plague.”
i want this on my grave
you don’t know what pain is until you fall in love with the 25-year-old version of a 50-year-old rockstar
R.I.P Carrie Fisher, may the force be with you, always.
Andy & Stoney<3 beautiful human beings.
“I promise on our love she said.”
- Lifeless Dead, Mad Season
sometimes it’s 1992 in my mind where i live in seattle and i’m layne staley’s girlfriend
me: I have clinical anxiety and depression and it often limits me from achieving my goals
adults: um.... okay... but can u explain why ur lazy...
scandalous
i will reblog this as many times as it takes me to stop finding this funny