Sad 9/11

I love women

our founding fathers died so that I could wear thigh-high socks, cute makeup, and go to Walmart. and live.

They’re both famous in their own towns and sometimes news passes of the success of the other from town to town. At the beginning of their breakup they hate it but over time they’re excited to hear each new thing that the other accomplishes. When they finally meet again they get to talk about how each progress happened, and they are so proud of each other when before they were almost rivals. Passive aggressive couple you only bring over once a year esque.

every time i listen to “you’re a mean one mr. grinch” i can’t help but sit there and think “what did the grinch do to hurt you?” because dude just stands there for 2 minutes and 58 seconds and drags the grinch into the dirt

How can one define the death of death

me holding a gun to a mushroom: tell me the name of god you fungal piece of shit

mushroom: can you feel your heart burning? can you feel the struggle within? the fear within me is beyond anything your soul can make. you cannot kill me in a way that matters

me cocking the gun, tears streaming down my face: I’M NOT FUCKING SCARED OF YOU

I’m so excited to put all of my efforts into trying to be a good driver to statistically be hit by an idiot who only cares about themselves

Born to be pocket sized

Forced to be big

I think I will either use this account to post art, writing, and/ or keep track of my swimming progress 🤩

(via meanboysclub)