My dad just dropped a bowl of pasta on the floor and it went everywhere, and he stared at it for like 5 minutes, sighed and then said ‘sometimes it lasts in love, but sometimes it hurts instead’ and then he walked off without cleaning it up.
I told my dad a post about him has nearly 40k notes and he told me that he doesn’t understand what ‘tumblrering’ is but he doesn’t want to be involved in my lonely shenanigans.
wouldn’t it be cool if jellyfish floated around in air instead of water but they didn’t sting you instead they gave you little kisses and rubbed your forehead with their tentacles
if any website should have a post limit it should be facebook
Imagine reading a book of every conversation where people have spoken about you.
i hate when guys say “wow its ssooOO unattractive when girls swear. thats not lady like”
U KNOW WHAT, YOU LITTLE FUCK
ITS NOT ATTRACTIVE WHEN U SCRATCH UR FUCKIN HAIRY NUTS IN PUBLIC