but idgaf today

occasionally-surskit  asked:

Blush.. wouldn't.. hurt a fly.. would she? With those buff arms??

I’ll punch a fly idgaf 

(Today’s daily was guest drawn by @vulpixesdaily!)

Happy Galentine's Day!

Don’t identify as a “gal”? That’s cool, Happy Palentine’s Day!

Today is a day of celebrating friendship and platonic love. Let your friends know you love them and you’re there for them in whatever way you can!

Send us your Hetalia brotps! Write platonic centric fanfic! Read platonic centric fanfic! Fanart! Original art! Whatever you want!

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I’m laying in bed at nearly midnight making this post… I am beyond tired. I did this killer workout this morning in about 30 minutes before spending the entire day at the Wizarding World of Harry Potter. My nutrition was off track today but IDGAF!!! I had the best day.
🎵 Avatar- Smells Like A Freakshow
•Stairs 5 min
•Squat jumps
•Lunges
•Calve raises
•"Fire Hydrants" x20 each
•Fire Hydrant Kicks x20 each
•Donkey Kicks x30 each
+ stretching!
#workout #gym #fitness #fitig #health #fatloss #musclegain #weightlifting #girlsthatlift #girlswholift #weightloss #gaintrain #gains #bodyweightworkouts #avatar #heavymetal #squats #lunges #legday #quickworkouts #crush #crushfit #crush60 #crushfam #crushgo!

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An Open Letter to My Neighbors

Dear fellow humans and/or other sentient life-forms,

I understand that you are excited. I understand that it is the week before the 4th of July. I am told this is an exciting and fun time of year. I understand the desire to celebrate. I do.

However.

I have a dog. My dog does not like loud noises. They scare her.

You have the habit of lighting off fireworks two weeks before every major holiday. And for every week after. You also have the habit of starting them at two in the afternoon and ending at midnight.

You have been doing this for the past year and a half.

Do you see where I am going with this?

I am tired. I truly am. Because my dog, when scared, will try to burrow beneath my head and the pillow. Her anxiety can only be called a panic attack. Tonight, for instance, her panic led her to try to burrow behind the toilet to get away from the noise. She is currently plastered between the wall and my father’s face.

You may not have experienced the sensation of a shaking dog burrowing between your face and a pillow. Allow me to elaborate: it is not a pleasant sensation.

It is not possible to fall or remain asleep while experiencing this sensation.

I am asking you nicely, because I am told that calling the cops leads to even more firework nonsense, for you to limit your celebration to the holiday.

Please. For the sake of my sanity, stop doing this. You are ruining fireworks for me, and for my family.

Love, Me

P.S. I have asked nicely, despite the fact that I am entirely willing to look for you, find you, and light your houses on fire to tell you exactly how tired I am of this shit. 

P.P.S. If you reblog this telling me that I am a killjoy or party-pooping asshole, I will light you on fire. I have suffered enough.