it’s the 21st day of the 21st year of the 21st century.
you can only reblog this today.

it’s the 21st day of the 21st year of the 21st century.
you can only reblog this today.
me: *has no money* when i get money i’ll definitely buy that
me: *gets money* okay but do i really want that??
i hate applying for jobs because the employers are always like: do you enjoy working in a stressful environment???? do you strive for unobtainable standards of perfection???? are you good at dealing with people that make you feel extremely uncomfortable??? do you mind losing real hours of your life in order to make minimum wage?? are you a fan of capitalism??? do you love selling your soul just so you can afford to live???
She single-handedly ended the pick mes with this tweet
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This is sad af.
I’m disgusted
I didn’t realize I wasn’t re blogging this every time I saw it, but I see it frequently and think about it often. Just yesterday I quoted it. I hope you all reblog this for others to see.
You’re home. (via pinterest)
“Some of the most poisonous people come disguised as family and friends.”
— Unknown
Selena could, bust a move.
me at this point of the year, reacting to any bad news
The earlier in the year you reblog this the funnier it is
Me right now. And dammit, it sucks.
