Why do I tend to mess up every realtionship I get involved in?
I swear. It’s like a sabotage it when people get too close
Dear assholes that think anxiety is controllable,
You clearly don’t understand, so shut the fuck up.
do you ever just meet someone and theyre just really gorgeous and lovely and they smell nice and have soft hair but you can tell that theyre hurting and have lots of issues like you and you cant just be like “i feel like youre fucked up like me” bc thats rude but you really just want to say something
Not Iambic….Do Not Accept…
These tags I’ll pop, and boast in rhyming verse
that what I wear puts swagger in my gait;
though twenty shillings have I in my purse,
my self-esteem and manhood both inflate
when lofty furs I purchase for a cent.
Thy grandpa’s clothes are worthy salvage, though
they smell a trifle musty. Still, I spent
much less to dress myself from head to toe.To save or not to save? The question’s moot.
I’ll never give my coin to high-street crooks.
These dusty shelves will yield their hidden loot
to those, like me, more frugal in their looks.
Like ancient coins washed up on distant shores,
I’ll find my treasures in these thrifty stores.
- Macklemore, “Thrift Shoppe”*Crying with laughter*
ITS IN IAMBIC PENTAMETER. SWEET JESUS THIS IS MY NEW FAVORITE THING.
To drink or not to drink
Drink….t’is always the final answer
Don’t Drink…. too much anyway
QFT
(Source: omgamole)
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Anonymous asked:
i saw your post on Chloe's wall. do you think you could go on my blog and idk do what ever it is that you do? tell me what kind of person you think i am? or whatever :pSure Of course, I’d be glad to. Link me up :)
