“I just want to pour my soul out on someone & not have to worry about the mess I’ve made."

 

wholesome-dragon-lady:

somecunttookmyurl:

assdad:

lyingfigure:

disheveledcatgirl:

lyingfigure:

it’s beyond nuts when british people call flashlights torches

They are torches

Flashlights implies that they go on and off

they do that’s what the button is for…

People from British just smash it against the ground when they’re finished and go buy another one

people from british

Great post everyone

effemimaniac:

wiremxther:

europeans have types of racism i didn’t even know existed

you can drive for two hours in europe and pass through 17 different types of racism

penis-peeper:

penis-peeper:

penis-peeper:

I think disabled people deserve high income for free forever with no strings attached and I’m not kidding

disabled people deserve basics. but we also deserve to go on vacation. we deserve splurging on a $50 video game every once in a while. we deserve nice meals and nice clothes and nice things. we deserve a nice candle. and fancy soap.

disabled ppl deserve to be comforted by human impulses like the rest of y’all

lol remember when people were getting pissy about my idea of ‘nice things’ and ‘disposable income’ because it was just describing their everyday life and that’s not glamorous

meanwhile I wrote this post living on my best friends couch living out of a suitcase lol

musicalsilence:

my-s-a-g-a:

hotvampireadjacent:

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The book is 1984, which is neither. It’s anti-authoritarian, which tells you a lot.

Ya know, sometimes I wish the joke *didn’t* write itself.