sometimes i reblog a textpost with like ten notes and im like “hell yeah i support independent textposts” happy motherfucking small business saturday
i think of america as some sort of quaint faraway wonderland its like u guys live in another dimension what the fuck is black friday why is thanksgiving and whats the deal with wearing white and labour day and why aren’t there any fucking u’s in ur words why do you measure in like feet and body parts and shit thats super fucked up
it’s weird how people say “follow your dreams” instead of “follow your ambitions” because once i had a dream where i worked for a place that tried to genetically engineer ducks to speak english except the ducks only criticized people’s fashion sense
please follow your dream
HOW COME YOU GOTTA MARRY SOMEONE AND LIVE WITH THEM AND HAVE BABIES WHY CAN’T YOU JUST BUY A HOUSE WITH YOUR BEST FRIENDS AND JUST EAT PIZZA EVERYDAY AND PLAY GAMES ALL THE TIME IT WOULD BE LIKE A LIFE LONG SLEEPOVER AND YOU DON’T HAVE TO WORRY ABOUT BREAKUPS OR THE D
My mom told me to “find a man who respects you like a sea captain respects the sea.” A man who looks at you with awe and reverence but knows you are a force of nature. I like that.
when you like someone so much you actually listen to the music they send you