I mean, I like a lot of things, yet I’m gonna be put in a mental hospital for suicidal tendencies (not the band).
me: i like this thing! my brain: excellent, it’s your reason to live now. you won’t be able to think about anything else for a few days, weeks or even months. talking about virtually anything else will be a nightmare, but so will be talking about The Thing, because no one shares your level of enthusiasm. have fun!
Bruv, my mom went to Sam’s Club to get some bread and toilet paper, and they were out of toilet paper, the bread was still there.
Apparently, all the toilet paper, paper towels, and sanitary products have been wiped off the shelves in multiple Sam’s Clubs (and Costcos).
My mom jokingly asked “Were people not wiping their asses before the Coronavirus outbreak?”
Just use soap and warm water.
Satchel’s Solo
Guys, we have a mission. When mick's album releases, we need to make it jump to the top. The man deserves it
Why wouldn’t I reblog this? I’m Bi, lol
reblog if you believe bi people deserve to have a space and voice.
reblog if you recognize the specific struggles that bi people go through.
reblog if you know bi people are more than “half gay, half straight”.
reblog if you believe bi rights and representation aren’t just “catering to straight people.”
reblog if you see us.
reblog if you know we are safe on your blog.
I fucking hate it when you’re in such a fantastically giddy mood and then you see one simple little thing that makes you think, “oh” and then you just get this empty feeling in your chest and you get nauseous and the world just crumbles and you want to just lay under a blanket and close your eyes and fall asleep and never wake up.
:)))))))))))))))))) yeah