The above is a 99 million year old lizard trapped in amber.
free him

The above is a 99 million year old lizard trapped in amber.
free him
did you get the ketchup
You swerve to avoid a squirrel. Unknown to you, the squirrel pledges a life debt to you. In your darkest hour, the squirrel arrives.
High-functioning anxiety sounds like…
You’re not good enough. You’re a bad friend. You’re not good at your job. You’re wasting time. You’re a waste of time. Your boyfriend doesn’t love you. You’re so needy. What are you doing with yourself? Why would you say that? What if they hate it? Why can’t you have your shit together? You’re going to get anxious and because you’re going to get anxious, you’re going to mess everything up. You’re a fraud. Just good at faking it. You’re letting everybody down. No one here likes you.
All the while, it appears perfectly calm.
It’s always looking for the next outlet, something to channel the never-ending energy. Writing. Running. List-making. Mindless tasks (whatever keeps you busy). Doing jumping jacks in the kitchen. Dancing in the living room, pretending it’s for fun, when really it’s a choreographed routine of desperation, trying to tire out the thoughts stuck in your head.
I don’t think I’ve ever seen it written out as if it were describing me exactly.
I’m such an old-fashioned, romantic, love letters, hand holding, yours forever kind of girl
I DON’T KNOW WHY BUT I CAN’T STOP LAUGHING
How I want my bank account to look like by 25.
Claiming it.
Waaaaay up 🙏🏾
11:11am on the receipt.
Reblog for prosperity, and success. May you always have what you need.
That’s what I’m saying
In other words, this is the ATM receipt, reblog and money will come your way.
Doesn’t hurt to try.
^
I am 25 and have 34£ in my account 😧😔
A cat who was meant to be a dog.
I hate how I can be so fucking eager to text someone back but they dont even try and get back to me... fuck.
I have a feeling this will become iconic in due time.
I’ve watched this for like a dozen loops and I still crack up every time