twirped

i was a horse in my past life, i promise

[xanaxfarts]

[mothcub]

:-)

[wearefine]

[guerrillatech]

[allura-raine]

[malibuklaus]

[time-traveling-fetus]

Wh-whats going on??????

[shymagnolia]

so I got into grad school today with my shitty 2.8 gpa and the moral of the story is reblog those good luck posts for the love of god

[shymagnolia]

okay so i just got my dream job??? a week after applying to it?? and now i’m thinking….maybe this is the good luck post

[flagellant]

…..not even six hours later i got an offer of a well paying full time long-term job with free room and board in queens in nyc, allowing me independence and a way to escape an abusive situation and an unhealthy environment

likes charge reblogs cast, folks, this is the good luck post

[coffee-or-hot-cocoa]

i need all the help i can get for finals

[finnglas]

Hey so

the last time I reblogged this post right before I got a great job, in a permanent work-from-home position, with benefits, retirement, and a salary literally 3x what I was making before, doing something I really like. 

So you know. 

This might be the real one, y’all.

[thetwirped]

Please fucking bless me post, for the love of fuck. Please

[aidashakur]

[cat-diagnosis]

Name: Little Beepo

Skill: Fucking Miserable

Quote: Please let me have some grease from the stovetop. I’ll cry if you don’t let me have some grease. I need it.

[aidashakur]

[wild-cabins]

Gina Marie

[dankmemes]

[germicelli]

hes waiting by the microwave

[the-real-skeletor]

Thats a metal cup....

[thoughtkick]

“Don’t be a fool. Don’t give up something important to hold onto someone who can’t even say they love you.”

— Sarah Dessen, Someone Like You

[vintagecamping]

An idyllic riverside camping spot in Glen Rosa on the Isle Of Arran Scotland 1968

[thoughtkick]

“I feel unspeakably lonely. And I feel - drained. It is a blank state of mind and soul I cannot describe to you as I think it would not make any difference. Also it is a very private feeling I have - that of melting into a perpetual nervous breakdown. I am often questioning myself what I further want to do, who I further wish to be; which parts of me, exactly, are still functioning properly. No answers, darling. At all.”

— Anne Sexton