Pineapples&such

The name should be enough.

[saymynameandeverythingjuststopss]

The hurt is good. It means you're out of that cave.

[willgrahamscock]

do you ever feel like your friendship with someone has an expiration date

[baanana-pancakes]

senior graduation

[beautanol]

I find the concept of growing in love so much prettier than love at first sight?? like one day you look at someone and you suddenly realize you see them in a different light than you did the night before. that’s falling.

[alienpapacy]

friendly reminder use your turn signal

[shakenawake-deactivated20161107]

hey I’m from tennessee i don’t understand this post?

[alienpapacy]

show this post to the horse you ride around on he’ll take it from there

[boringangel]

olivia de recat for the new yorker

[what-even-is-thiss]

You know, probably my favorite part of the movie Hercules, besides all of the horridly inaccurate mythology and fun gospel music, is that Hercules was already super strong and didn’t need to work out. Phil just made him work out for the Hero Aesthetic™

[what-even-is-thiss]

Skinny arms don’t cut it, kid.

Only big arms will get you an action figure.

[what-even-is-thiss]

Never mind that you’ve been lifting houses since you were a toddler.

[im-a-giraffe666-deactivated2023]

Phil knew hercules needed to be thicc

[what-even-is-thiss]

See, you understand.

[meganraehill]

[ruinedchildhood]

[books-n-quotes]

“Do not go gentle into that good night. Rage, rage against the dying of the light.”

— Dylan Thomas, In Country Sleep, and Other Poems (via books-n-quotes)

[lunacyiero]

anyone else ever daydream for 6 hours straight and then after ur just like nah let’s scrap that and do it all again but slightly to the left

[astudyingreer]

my brain: *out of breath* Was that good?!

Me in a beret, taking a long draft from a cigarette and leaning back in my director’s chair: once again, from the top, this time with feeling

[shromo-deactivated20181202]

When you haven’t saved your file in awhile and suddenly the cursor freezes 

[copiacoping]

It’s just like 👅 brendon said 🤵🏻 every body scream 😩😩 it’s almost 🎃🎃 HALLOWEEN 🎃🎃👻👻💀💀 do the trick 👹 or treat 🍬🍫🍬🍫🍭🍭!!! Send this 2 five spooky friends 👯👯 n get 1 treat! 🍬🍫🍬🍫🍭🍭 if u do not send 2 five spooky friends 👯👯 then u will get a trick 👹😓

[toastbutteregg]

dogs will never disappoint you

[hiimzuzalove]

[fuckthisbloganditscurses]

Happiness Will Come To You.

[12goblins]

when tho

[fuckthisbloganditscurses]

When You Least Expect It. Probably Late March

[wizardshark]

reblog for happiness to come for you in late march!

[yourbrothershotfriend]

[teenagerposts]

you and me both

[coolhotdad]

my perfect crime? I memorize the entirety of the macy’s store inventory. I then go on aliexpress.com and find exact replicas of every single purse in the store. I break in at 3am, and replace every purse with a cheaper version of the purse. I take my real purses home and open up an online store on the darknet featuring fake purses. I then sell these real purses as fake purses, making it so that when the feds catch on to my antics, they spend countless years trying to figure out who can replicate purses this well, and who is selling them. Soon an entire division of the FBI is dedicated to finding me and figuring out how my “fake” purses appear to be real. 45 years later they finally trace my ip address and break into my villa in texas and shoot me right in the leg when i attempt to flee. While this would normally not be a fatal wound, due to my constant devotion to my online fake real purse storefront i have suffered an iron deficiency for 35 years. My blood can’t clot and I start to bleed out. Turns out the woman who shot me was a girl who i made out with once in college, and she holds my dying body in her arms and asks me how my fake purses were so real. I spend the last moments of my fleeting life telling her about how every five years i break into a different Macy’s and replace all the purses, and that the purses I have been selling online for a severely discounted price were actually all real, and I have been doing this purely for the gag of it all. When my former college girlfriend gets home from work after rightfully murdering me for my crimes, she goes into her walk in closet, looks at the 13 gucci purses she owns, and realizes that they’re all fakes.

[youstoodmeupforayardsale-mo-blog]

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