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@wizzl-bae
literally 10 years since 2012. what’s next? 10 years since 2013?
things that seem small can be really brave:
getting up in the morning
asking for help
stopping when you know you’ve pushed yourself too hard
admitting when you were in the wrong
forgiving yourself
making an effort even when you don’t have the motivation
reaching out to others when you feel alone
+ much more
Like to charge reblog to cast
You’re not casting
*at a bar*
bartender: this is from the gentleman over there
girl: this is a plant
me [shouting from across the bar]: just wanted to say aloe
This would work on me and I’m taken.
Love it when you put butter into a pan that's still warming and the butter starts slidin around like where you goin girl
girls are we normal today
Black cats are lucky. (via leahweissmuller)
MAN [IN THICK ACCENT]: Black cat bring good luck. Not bad luck. I have black cat - See, him face - And I am not dead today: Good luck!
“See him face”
I sure fucking do see him face
Him face
Reblog him face for good luck in 2021
Reblog him face for good luck in 2021 (2)
Reblog him face for good luck in 2022
Reblog him face because it October. In fact, reblog him face just because it’s another day that you not dead. :)
Dropped a small potato n started crying how’s everyone else doin tonight
am on floor
not my itsy bitsy ass climbing up the water spout again
not my itsy bitsy ass climbing up the water spout again
I love Marge’s words. The writers could’ve just made her make fun of homer and his supposed masculinity but instead her words were comforting and non judgemental (something i need to remember) and it has become a whole lot of funnier with just one word: shoo.
Bruh did you seriously not go potty before we left the house
Guy who got the death penalty but he survived so they just let him leave
this reminds me of a joke.
so theres this bulgarian guy right? loves trains, has loved trains since he was a kid. one day, the bulgarian railroad association hires him to be the driver of one of their trains.
he is ECSTATIC! our train boy is so excited, in fact, that on his first day driving, he... derails the train and kills one person.
this, of course, gets him the death penalty. (bulgarian law is weird.) as he's sitting in the electric chair, the executor asks him what he wants for his last meal.
"One banana."
the executor finds this odd, but gives him his banana, and when he finishes, the executor straps him in.
she pulls the switch, and....
nothing. the guy lives, and is let free. bulgarian law is, as stated previously, pretty weird, and if someone survives the electric chair it is deemed and Act of God and the criminal is set free.
considering the bulgarian railroad association is desperate for employees, our guy is hired once again, and is driving the next day. as you can probably assume, he is exceedingly nervous, and due to this.... he crashes the train again. this time, two people die.
hes sent back to the execution chamber, as obviously, killing two people requires the death penalty as well. the executor scratches her head, scoffs, and says, "Well, uh... welcome back? What do you want for your actual last meal?"
"Two bananas."
she sighs, and gives him his bananas. he eats them, is strapped in, and the executor pulls the switch to-
-nothing. the chair buzzes, but the man is fine.
once again, he is let free, and once again, hes back on the train the next day.
now he is REALLY careful. like, incredibly careful. whenever the train is stopped, he reads the handbook. never gets distracted, takes extra coffee... hes really doing his best.
well, that is until he sneezes, knocks over his scalding hot coffee onto his foot, and crashes the train again, kilking THREE people this time.
off he goes to the executioner, and she is a little more than peeved. she sits him down, and says sternly, "I swear to God, if you ask for three bananas, I will strap you in without your meal."
without hesitation- "Three bananas."
the executioner roars in anger, straps the man in, and slams the switch down, finally ready to finish this weirdo off.
...nothing. once again, the chair activates, but the man is fine.
this, of course, just confuses her. she fumbkes over her words, asking the man why he didnt die if he didn't have his bananas. it just didnt make sense!
the man replied, "Oh, the bananas had nothing to do with it. I'm just an awful conductor."