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I STILL LOVE YOU ALL AND I ALWAYS WILL IM SORRY THAT IM SO BAD AT KEEPING TOUCH WITH YOU GUYS
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dear internet friends i've lost touch with
I STILL LOVE YOU ALL AND I ALWAYS WILL IM SORRY THAT IM SO BAD AT KEEPING TOUCH WITH YOU GUYS
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ima do it whos with me
Whatever they did to me made me totally indestructible… and completely unfuckable.
boy: *is nice to me* me: i wonder if he’s gay
OH MY GOD R U SEEING THIS
I read this in my 11th grade english class and i still think about it sometimes.
This is my favorite fucking short story ever. It changed the way I look at human weakness.
Why I don't like talking
Other People: you should talk more!
Me: *tries to talk*
-gets ignored
-gets interrupted
-gets talked over
-no one pays attention
-no one cares
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Today, I fucked up... by not listening to my wife
We’re shipping my wife’s car and one of the requirements (by the shipper) is for the car to be washed. So I come home and find my wife outside in the parking lot of our apartment complex, with a mop and a pot… yup a pot for boiling water and whatnot. It was inventive considering we don’t have an actual bucket. So I walk over and “hey babe, wachya up to?” confused by the whole situation. She said “well my car leaks so I figure I’ll just scrub it down (with dish soap) and rinse it (with no hose) and call it good!” Now I’ve tried this exact thing in the past and, as I’m sure most of you know, when soap dries on a car it looks faaaaaaaar from clean. But she was determined so I let it slide. About two hours later we go to check on it and, as expected, it’s a train wreck. I mean it just looks awful. And she put in all this work so naturally I felt pretty bad. So I suggested we do what everyone anywhere would have done and go to a car wash (it’s like 9 at night by this point and we’re both pretty exhausted). She’s not a fan of this idea. She reminds me that “no, babe, you don’t get it. The car leaks. Like I’ve duct taped the sunroof and there’s still little hope. It leaks.” Being a big strong man, and thus never wrong, I insist and she’s too tired to argue. So we head off. Fast forward to about 9:45 and we’re at this weird automated drive-into (not through. It was a first for both of us) kind of deal. Well we pull in, she’s terrified, and the washing starts. The first 30 or so seconds go rather well. Still dry and no signs of danger. The next, let’s say eternity, goes less well. The sunroof starts to leak. But I mean just a trickle, so we cover it with our hands. Simple fix. But then it starts to leak a lot. I mean busted kitchen sink and it just keeps coming kind of a lot. So I sacrifice the beanie I’m wearing. Which actually helped a lot. Until water came pouring out of her ventilation system. Yea, apparently air isn’t the only thing that comes out of I shit you not every single vent in the car. It seems bad but with some careful maneuvering we’re able to stay mostly dry… Until the pedals under the dash start pissing rain?!?! How is that even possible?!?! They’re under the car!!!!! So we’re completely fucked at this point. And she looks over, gasping for air (she couldn’t stop laughing. I mean I had sincere medical concerns) and says “I fucking told you the car leaks!!!”
Today, I fucked up... by trapping a girl in a revolving door
If you’re a polite person, it’s muscle memory to hold the door open for whoever’s behind you.
I was leaving my university library through a revolving door, and I was reading something on my phone. This gorgeous girl was behind me with a coffee in one hand and books in the other.
As I exit out into the open, without even realizing it, I hold my hand back to stop the motion of the door. She walked right into the glass, spilling her coffee all over herself.
I panicked and ran.
I can never go back.
Listen to me: everything you think you know, every relationship you’ve ever taken for granted, every plan or possibility you’ve ever hatched, every conceit or endeavor you’ve ever concocted, can be stripped from you in an instant. Sooner or later, it will happen. So prepare yourself. Be ready not to be ready. Be ready to be brought to your knees and beaten to dust. Because no stable foundation, no act of will, no force of cautious habit will save you from this fact: nothing is indestructible.
Jonathan Evison, The Revised Fundamentals of Caregiving (via wordsnquotes)
dear internet friends i've lost touch with
I STILL LOVE YOU ALL AND I ALWAYS WILL IM SORRY THAT IM SO BAD AT KEEPING TOUCH WITH YOU GUYS
My sister thinks she is really funny
merry christmas to everyone who didn’t get presents today because their family couldn’t afford it and merry christmas to everyone who couldn’t make it home for the holidays and merry christmas to everyone spending it alone i want you all to know that i hope you all have a great great end of the year and i love you all and even if your holidays weren’t how you pictured them i hope you still have a good rest of the holidays and year
DYINGGG
LFMAODKKWKCJWKFJJE
I thought I was going to be mad at all the white people but I’m glad she was lookin for those receipts lol