why does buying cute underwear that no one cares to see make me feel so powerful
the only thing that keeps me entertained at work is looking at everything and thinking “anything is a dildo if you believe in yourself” and laughing at things like a cheese grater or rolling pins.
i hate it when people call me funny because I feel like I have to say something really funny again and I just can’t handle that pressure
wow i hate you so much
you don’t even understand how much of a bitch you are and you think the world should pity you because you work two retail jobs and you hate life
well that’s your fault for fucking anything that has legs and operating genitals and being too much of an idiot to pass a damn community college class
not slut shaming or hating on people who can’t pass a college class, i just hate her in particular
bitch ass whore
THERE’S NOT A STAR IN HEAVEN THAT WE CAN’T REACH
ALL DOGS SEE YOU AT YOUR MOST UNFLATTERING ANGLE WHERE IT LOOKS LIKE YOU HAVE TWELVE THOUSAND CHINS AND THEY ARE STILL SO HAPPY TO SEE YOUR BEAUTIFUL SELF THAT THEIR ENTIRE BODY VIBRATES, HOW GREAT IS THAT?