Me, listening to anything by Megan Trainor.
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Me, listening to anything by Megan Trainor.
“We as a culture tend to remove ourselves from our own support systems; and that happens interpersonally as well as intrapersonally. Most of us fear that we are uniquely, deeply, and specially flawed unlike anybody else. And this is a lie which has been forced on us by those who like to keep us separate in order to keep us working against each other…but the converse is truer that as we shift over to a cooperative where working together is the main emphasis and individual effort is the lesser emphasis, we will all gain much more rapidly.”
— Peter Tork, 1979 (via nostalchik)
I am heartbroken.
When your post about paying bills gets flagged but the posts about getting high are perfectly fine.
“This post contains adult content,” well no shit, what’s more adult than paying your rent?
“How can mirrors be real if our eyes aren’t real?”
When you’re a freak 364 but you gotta be pure for the family on Thanksgiving
Roses are dead, these boots are made for walkin’...
Roses are red, rainclouds are gray...
Roses are red, black is for tea
Roses are red, Arthur Miller wrote plays...
Roses are red, daisy-chains loop...
Roses are red, thorns are anguishing...
When your direct deposit hits but the bills start rolling in
When your coworker cc’s the boss on an office email calling you out over something minor but the boss replies-all telling the coworker that they’re the one who fucked up.
Facebook when it’s 12:01am on your birthday
Rolling into work on Monday like
Walking out of work on a Friday like