tennants-companion:

so I was forced to go to church and all these babies were screaming and I said “we wouldn’t be having this problem if the church supported abortion” and the guy next to me almost had a heart attack

that is such a shitty, ugly, and gross thing to say.

(via fuckyeahwomenprotesting2)

tubbytattooedcurls:

curveappeal:
Norwegian redhead, 36 - 28 - 40.
www.minismartinis.com

am i really the only person who thinks posting pictures of women along with their measurements is questionable, regardless of intent

tubbytattooedcurls:

curveappeal:

Norwegian redhead, 36 - 28 - 40.

www.minismartinis.com

am i really the only person who thinks posting pictures of women along with their measurements is questionable, regardless of intent

(Source: curveappeal, via theheartofartemis)

“Star Wars marathon, baby? Get high - eat some Suddenly Salad?”

SOMETIMES WHEN SOMEONE BRINGS YOU PIZZA WITH A SIDE OF RANCH

AND THEY SAY : “SO I GOT RANCH ALL OVER MY PANTS”

YOU KINDA REALIZE

YOU KNOW

LOVE.

"Everything’s going to be fine, tomorrow will be better”
“Why would it be"

— real conversations when im really premenstrual.

do you ever wonder if you dont really love anyone because you just dont know how

coolcrayons:

ztrnztrn:

voodoo-acid-zombie:

U.S. pilot makes a mistake and drops a bomb on an Afghan wedding, killing 30. This happened today as well.

LINK TO STORY

This is an article from 2002, it didn’t happen today.

I am so tired of this.

Bombings and shootings happen every single day…

Gross. Is Awareness Olympics a thing now? Fuck everyone, already.

(Source: the-cumming-insurrection)

And I’m being shipped off!

Next Monday I start managing a store in Overland Park. I’ll be there for four weeks, and I guess this is when I prove myself. I prove to my District Manager that I’m ready for it, that I’m capable, that I’m really good at doing everything I say I’ve been doing.


And I know I’m capable. But I’m scared. What if I fuck it all up? Who knows.


They’ll be paying for my hotel, food, and gas while I’m there, which should be awesome, but instead I get the feeling I’ll be a retail princess in a low-volume castle of great savings and continental breakfasts.


Strange girl in a strange town, I’ll know no one and nothing but store layouts and price overrides.


Living that retail life.

that “i cant stand my boyfriends friends” feel.

ugh can i just not feel like shit about this please.