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I literally cannot stop fucking thinking about “McChicken with pickle? McCickle with Picken!” OH MY FUCKING GOD GET OUT OF MY HEAD
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I know it’s not hard to point out reactionaries hypocrisy when it comes to like safe spaces or hug boxes or whatever but genuinely how much of an echo chamber do you have to exist in for you to think this is a reasonable thing to say
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I WANNA KISS HIM I WANNA KISS HIM SO MUCH
I WANNA KISS HIM AND LICK HIS LIPS AND BITE HIM SO MUCH
(Edward Nashton)
Violent kisses
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me when I feelELLLEABXJQPLANA AHHHHHHHHEHEUYEGEHHHHHHHH STOPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP girly let me out I wanna go homeHOME I AM HOMEEEeeeeeeeeeeee mcchicken save me I want my dadTOLOVEME LIKE HE LOVES BOURBON ID NEVER BE LUKEWARM FFGFSFSGSJJSJXXXZ SCVSVSSHJSVS S SCSCSCVSSVSXSCECZHAHhhhhhhhh ihhh hh
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Sometimes I’ll be on tumblr and see some random cringe stuff on my dash and I’ll be like “Lol who put this weirdo stuff here” and then I see that my brother reblogged it and everything makes sense.
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Whenever someone says that “that outfit has too much skin” I always ALWAYS think that they’re saying literally, that person has too much skin and that they should take some of it off, not that the outfit was revealing.
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Hate when I feel like I’ve finally moved past something and then a leaf gets in my hair and I need to rip it all out like girL BE SO FUCKIN FOR REAL SHUT UPPPP SHUTUPSHUTUP
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What possessed me to make this
I’m not a furry but I need that fish man to obliterate me please and thank you.
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I’m not a furry but I need that fish man to obliterate me please and thank you.
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I cleaned my room after months of not being able to and somehow it made me feel even worse than letting it fester.
I mean, yes, I should be happy that I finally did it but also YES I am a disappointment and I’m an idiot for being proud of my self for something I should’ve been keeping up with over the span of a few days, not months.
It’s like getting rid of a part of me that made me miserable but it was a miserable I was used to and now that it’s gone I feel empty. Maybe a good empty but it doesn’t feel like it right now.
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frothing at the mouth thinking about Halloween this year AUGUHFHHHDHXGGSBHDHS
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Headache making me want to scratch the back of my throat with a shotgun send tweet
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I’m always so excited to tell my friends about stuff that happens and then I have to remind myself that like- no one on earth needs to know about it why am I skipping through the woods rn I just killed somebody
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