Ghostbusters belongs to little girls now. It’s what you assholes deserve for trying to take My Little Pony away from them.
LMAOOOOOO
I see no lie here
“can i ask you something?” my immediate reply says “go for it" but my mind has already gone through the seven stages of grief
*gets ignored by crush* Fuck It. fuck it. from now on I’m living for ME. I am going to stay hydrated, moisturize, take care of myself and my body, work on loving myself first. I am going to focus on me and stop spending energy on others and getting caught up in gratuitous ideas of romance *crush texts back* They are The One
im honestly just so tired of anime characters that are like, weird mystical being that literally just looks like a human child/teenager but is sexualized to hell and back “but its ok because shes like 1000 years old” like fuck off and just admit that youre sexually attracted to children you creep
i’m watching Extreme Couponing and i just saw a woman rack up a charge of over $1000 and then her coupon game was so fucking raw by the end of it the store owed her $8. what the fuck
“her coupon game was so fuckin raw” is basically the best string of words ever concocted
are you a witch or fairy person? a scented candle or incense person? a blueberry or strawberry person? an opal or diamond person? a vinyl or cassette person?
honestly there needs to be more awareness and support for disordered eating that’s not just about body image
shout out to people with spoilage or contamination phobias. to people with very specific food rituals that can’t be disturbed. to people with sensory processing issues that can’t deal with certain textures or flavors. to people that can’t eat food they didn’t see prepared. to people whose foods can’t touch one another because it makes all the alarms in their brain go off. to people whose severe anxiety is reduced to them being “picky eaters”.
your problems are valid; sometime’s it’s not as easy as “just try it”; it’s not rude to refuse food you don’t think you can eat; your diet is no one’s business but yours and your doctors’
the great gatsby au where gatsby says “my dude” instead of “old sport”
i dont mean to be dramatic but talking to someone every day for a while is really nice until that day comes when you like dont talk to them for like 24 hours and u really just feel like youre dying
i have no concept of what is too much affection or too little affection like it constantly feels like i’m somehow simultaneously doing both too much and not enough with every single person i come into contact with and that’s a real party