Single in the womb, single till the tomb.
I reblogged this laughing cause I thought I could relate but I forgot for a second that I was a twin
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don’t trust people
~Let’s chill in my Hippie Van~
"actually, that was due today”
*masturbates to their nudes*
man i've lost all my respect for *said celebrity*
Labor Day marks the end of “hot dog season,” which is a period of time between May and September when Americans consume about 7 billion hot dogs. Source
I crave intimacy but I get confused and uncomfortable when I’m shown even the slightest bit of attention or affection.
So Canada is basically tossing their protection of Humpback Whales in the garbage in order to enable them to put an oil pipeline right through critical habitat territory.
Just in case, y’know, anyone wants to stop talking about moose and maple syrup for a second.
Here, have a petition.
don’t sit in your pajamas and reblog posts about how you wish you could be pretty and confident, just do it. Get up early so you can do your hair and makeup all nice for school, flirt with the boys and let them come to you, say “thank you” instead of “no i’m not” when someone calls you pretty, fake that fucking confidence until it’s real, do you understand me? Now go own that red lipstick.
TAKE THIS ADVICE GUYS ITS THE BEST THING YOU COULD EVER DO FOR YOUR SELF CONFIDENCE
Narrating peoples lives, gone wrong
Marcel Proust. Novelist ( (via purplebuddhaproject)
Mormon Missionary Positions