What A Mess Milly

All we know is what we tell each other. 18 and bored. Instagram: whatamessmilly

[nikolawashere]

[poetch-deactivated20170107]

Smile More

[emraim]

[problemheart]

I’m so happy right now there is nothing wrong now

[thathardcorekid]

Honestly

[smartaveragebears]

someone date me im adorable and sometimes can go a whole day without crying

[nomorefullnameleavemealone]

[waluiqi]

me: calls going to bed at 12am “early”

[bombing]

attention shoppers, will the owner of the blue monster truck parked outside please report to the front. that thing is fucking sick and the manager wants to shake your hand

[ilovewhitewine-deactivated20210]

working retail

me: hi how are you today? customer: JUST LOOKING.

[obsessedwithcevans]

I need to lie down.

[fedorakero-old]

what are we???? WRITERS!!!!!! what are we gonna do???? WRITE!!!!!!!!!! when are we gonna do it???????? //distant sobbing

[central-perk]

[brizzbee]

Me

[colachampagnedad]

[itzbatz-deactivated20240722]

[ruinedchildhood]

[nerobot-eng-deactivated20150330]

it should be my birthday everyday

[sadbat]

you would be very old

[nerobot-eng-deactivated20150330]

what a rude thing to say to someone on their birthday

[never-let--it-die-deactivated20]

Things Not to Ask Vets:

“How many people have you killed?” “Why couldn’t you get into college?” “What’s it like living with PTSD?”

Things to Ask Vets

“Want to go grab a beer?”

[briggsnotmyers]

For one long and terrifying second I thought this meant veterinarians

[rubyredwisp]

[lochnessmonsterofficial]

Dogs are the literal best and let me tell you why.

When my parents are out of town, my pup Remmy sleeps downstairs with me. I don’t mind because the basement is chilly sometimes and he’s a fuzzy little space heater. But he always does this weird thing and I didn’t figure out why until last night.

I’m a stomach-sleeper, while the rest of my family are back-sleepers. So Remmy has taken up this very different behavior with me (my family says he doesn’t do it with them). It always takes me a while to settle down, but when I do, Remmy takes his head off of his paws and rests it square in the center of my back.

So I’m thinking, “What’s the point of that? It can’t be comfortable. It cranes his neck in a funny way, and besides, every time I breathe his head goes up and down. That’s a weird thing.” So I formulate a hypothesis, and test it.

Last night, I got comfortable, Remmy put his head on my back, I waited a while, then I held my breath. It took him a while to react, but when he did, he fuckin lost it. He started whining and yipping, and repeatedly licking my face and hands. And I was like oh my god.

Conclusion: my dog noticed that I slept in a way that was different from the rest of my family, thought “that kid is gonna die” and made sure that I never stopped breathing in the middle of the night.

Dogs are fuckin smart as hell. What a wonderful animal.