i’m so tired of listening to myself think all the time shut the hell up bitch

if i look back, i am lost
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he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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i’m so tired of listening to myself think all the time shut the hell up bitch
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In the spring, at the end of the day, you should smell like dirt…
by Bak GiSeok
21 People Who Forgot A Word And Just Made Some Shit Up
last night i said masculine when i wanted meat
my grandad once forgot the word “"puppies”“ and called them ”“unfinished dogs”“ instead
my friend is studying for the mcat and was just trying to explain to me about heat transfer and she said ‘you know, like the reason you get cold when you go outside on a freezing day is that your tiny human body is trying to warm up the entire universe’ and i think that’s the best thing i have ever heard
I kind of needed this today. Thank you.
Life With Dogs.
actors kiss each other for like 7 seasons and don’t fall in love but when someone holds the door for me i think about it for like 4 months
This is what the brute force of America’s military looks like and it looks like your stepdad is real pissed at that call on third base.
In serious danger of waking my sleeping husband laughing at this.
Uncanny.
It hurts how relatable this is
Me: *makes a small irrelevant mistake*
My Brain, banging pots and pans together: YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUC
Me: *makes huge mistake that will directly affect my future horribly*
My Brain, lounging on a lawn chair with shades on: ....acknowledged
going through my microsoft word archives is great fun because i always find the wildest shit in there and by “the wildest shit” i mean the time i tried to rewrite the entire bible from scratch at the age of eleven and a half
“And so Adam and Eve were cast out of the Garden of Eden, and Eve turned to Adam and said, 'Nice going, loser.‘”
iconic
whilst you were listening to avril lavigne, i learned the way of the Lord
Publish this I will buy it
Tragic past doesn’t mean = actions justified
Tragic past means = explanation behind acts.
wingull becomes exponentially better when you remove the wings
thinkin about my two hundred different embarrassing and completely self-indulgent daydream universes that i’ve actually taken time out of my day to create content for and have never shared with anyone bc they’re that embarrassing but not being able to stop bc they’re one of the few things that bring me genuine joy