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EARTH WIND FIRE AND AIR WE MAY LOOK BAD BUT WE DONT CARE
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Wow, that fourth piece of pizza is going to got straight to my self-esteem
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“ It’s armor. On a woman. It doesn’t have to look feminine.”
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Why is it that if a parents catch you in your pajamas pasted 12 on a Saturday they're like "get up and do something" like, schools been stressful, I'm tired, and I really just want to take a break.
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The only Donald I support is duck
The only Donald I support is Glover
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I'm not scared of you, I'm just afraid of what your capable of
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People act like talent is just this magical thing that floats down from the sky and touches you and BOOM you can draw or sing or play a sport well. Like no!?!?? I busted my ass trying to perfect this, it took effort and persistence. Don't take that away from me by saying its natural talent or ability.
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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.
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do teachers not realize that like at a certain point students just…. can’t….. like we are literally dead inside
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being a quiet black girl really is a death wish because people assume that you’re a bitch off jump, like literally as a black female god forbid you’re anything but extra friendly and bubbly toward people because automatically you “don’t like someone” or “you’re rude”. the same traits that are romanticized and cute on white girls is what brings a black girl down
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