You Knock On My Door And Hear Loud Barking And Scrambling Noises And Me Yelling "no!! Down Boy!! Down!!!"

lost one of my closest friends when he suddenly passed in the middle of the night. had to get up and open the store we worked for seven hours later, he was scheduled to be there with me just like every weekend morning.

it goes on, it sucks, but it goes on.

one of the most fucked up aspects of being an adult is really how life-goes-on everything is. like you can be dealing with the most fucked up trauma-drama-grief and still have to sleep and eat food to survive and like. poop. pooping while you're really sad shouldn't be a thing but it is. we don't have a say in the matter. life goes on

i hope i am not just a mutual to you but also the strange creature in your bushes that makes you say “jesus fucking christ what was that”

ummm guys i love u btw, i think it's so sweet that we come on here and rb each others posts and create a little community of words and images

Technological literacy only exists in a very slim age demographic of people born from roughly 1980 to roughly 2007

early stages of friendship are Soooo embarrassing like yea sorry....... it's me again............ i enjoy talking to you and spending time with you....... you can shoot me point blank if you want i dont mind

If you're in the US military or National Guard, and are given an illegal or unconstitutional order, the GI Rights hotline (1-877-447-4487) is there to help give you the support you need to do the right thing by refusing it. It would be good to think about this now before it becomes a live issue for you and it would be smart of you to memorize that number.

love my pumpkin

scary my pumpkin

love when there’s like 4 people online and we keep reblogging the same posts from each other. literally just 4 bitches hanging out and telling each other “exactlyyyyy”

not very good at asking for things that I want

i am nooooot locked the fuck in. im locked the fuck out. call the locksmith