i wish i was as pretty as my icon
June 2013
remember when the world ended last year
- Expectations: Using the person next to you as a pillow.
- Reality: Using the pillow next to you as a person.
- *runs for 10 minutes*
- me: am i skinny yet?
i made my dad buy me tampons and the grocery store and i whispered “he has his period” loudly to the cashier
Life is an RPG and every decision you make is like choosing which trait to level up.
stuff you ask your mom:
- mom where’s my towel
- mom what do we eat for dinner
- mom what time is it
- mom where’s my phone
- mom when do you come back
- mom what day is it
stuff you ask your dad
- dad where is mom
when you find a pen that glides across the page like its ink is the tears of Jesus
*stubs toe*
if you’re reading this ur fucking cute
In Moscow, Russia, there are stray dogs that ride the subway trains on the same schedule each day.
“They jump on the train seconds before the doors shut, risking their tails getting jammed. They do it for fun. And sometimes they fall asleep and get off at the wrong stop.”
owo:
*does the anime character with glasses thing*
Does that really work though?
What…?
that’s so cool i wanna do it too!!!!!!
ok here goes
NO
reasons why Commander Levi is the perfect husbando: a photopost
- Angry and short
- Beautiful dark sunken-in eyes & constant hollow stare
- Kind of tsundere
- Possible inferiority complex
- Disney princess housewife spring cleaning mode
“My second grade teacher liked to ask us,
“How do you feel today, on a scale of one to ten?”
Ten always meant I’m super, thank you
and one was always not today, Mrs. MacAuley, not today.
But I never liked numbers, they would always
twist and rebel against my mind so I chose
to speak in colors instead.
you leave me a blinding white followed by a soft yellow:
the color of sunlight after a period of darkness.” —Kelsey Danielle, “A Diary of Colors” (via perfect)
“How do you feel today, on a scale of one to ten?”
Ten always meant I’m super, thank you
and one was always not today, Mrs. MacAuley, not today.
But I never liked numbers, they would always
twist and rebel against my mind so I chose
to speak in colors instead.
January third - I am the color
of mint chocolate chip ice cream
but I’ve eaten all the chocolate chips.
I am calm.
February seventh - I am a bruise of
blues and violets today. I think it would
be best if I sat by the window.
These are unhappy colors.
April eleventh - I am turquoise, I am magenta,
I am every color in the rainbow.
April thirtieth - I am gray, I am silent.
May first - I am orange, the color of melting
creamsicles on a beach in July.
June twelfth - I am as yellow as the school bus
that will bring me home to summer. I am free.
Twelve years later, I still use colors.
The winter makes me feel cobalt blue, the ocean
turns me a seafoam green. Violets and purples
leave me uneasy and scarlet is a fever of fury.
Some nights I drown in shades of navy, denim,
and cornflower but other nights I meditate in forests of
harlequin and shamrock.
you leave me a blinding white followed by a soft yellow:
the color of sunlight after a period of darkness.” —Kelsey Danielle, “A Diary of Colors” (via perfect)
You know, technically, everyone from SNK is of different nationality. Which language do you think they speak to interact with each other?
Just imagine:
today this girl asked me if we were hiring and we are but i told her we weren’t because right now im the prettiest girl that works here and if she got hired i wouldn’t be anymore
i always change my mind about everything except the password i have been using since i was 10
