This will be the last thing I post for quite a while. Tumblr has become more and more of an unhealthy habit for me over the past year. If I ever want to get over this depression I need to completely focus on making it happen. The distractions need to be put on the shelf. I do love you guys and hope you know how much I appreciate the fuck out of how awesome you’ve been to me. It’s just time for me to rip off some 28 year old band-aids. <3
I FUCKING HATE WHEN PEOPLE POUR KETCHUP ALL OVER THE FRENCH FRIES INSTEAD OF A DESIGNATED CORNER AND THEY OFFER ME SOME LIKE NO FUCK YOU AND YOUR TAINTED FRENCH FRIES
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It’s official. Sleep is now one of my anxieties.
I feel kinda betrayed, ya know? Like how dare you! Sleep! You were my bro and now you’ve joined the dark side.
i truly genuinely feel sorry for all the people who try to talk to me and get disappointed and upset because i probably sound like i don’t want to talk to them when i actually just don’t know what to say I’M SORRY
This couldn’t be more accurate.
But if I eat this slice of pizza I won’t be able to marry it.
”Plaza says her dream is to do a real middle-of-the-road romantic comedy, specifically one with Ryan Gosling, who once approached her in a juice bar to tell her he loves Parks and Recreation. “I’d work in a flower shop and be insecure. And he’d work in real estate—sorry, I’m pitching a movie to you.” She’s not sorry. She keeps pitching. “And there’s always cupcake batter on my face, and I’m like, ‘I just made these cupcakes, but I don’t know how I feel!’ And he’s like, ‘Let me get that cupcake batter off your face … with my dick.’” She’s cracking up. “Cut to me giving him a hand job. Sorry, I’ve had too much caffeine.” — NEW YORK MAGAZINE
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