i like being obsessed with things so that im distracted from how much i hate myself
i hate small talk
tell me about how lonely you are or tell me about why you keep waking up in the morning or talk to me about your mum’s eyes and your dad’s laugh. I don’t care about the weather and you don’t care about how my job’s going.
I’m so fucking in love with this.
how can i blacklist all posts like this can people just tag them #pseudo profound john green shit so i never have to see them
wow my brother was telling me this joke and he said
"if you’re fighting with a woman and she pulls a knife on you, just pull out the bread and cheese and meat and her womanly instincts will kick in and she’ll just make you a sandwich"
then all of a sudden our mom emerges from the kitchen holding a huge ass knife and she approaches my brother asking “sorry what was that?” and he started screaming
remember when you thought a thousand dollars was a lot of money.
Juggies might need to be euthanized. I have to wait until Tuesday. It’s either euthanasia or risk the operation which costs hundreds and only a 25% chance of survival… I don’t know what to do. Either way I’ll be losing my little baby soon.