Pixelated Dreams

I can’t believe that the government is watching our every move and yet they refused to warn me that I was about to walk into a Panera where THREE of my exes were working together.

My favourite thing about the tags and replies on this post is that they’re full of people legitimately slut-shaming me for having dated three people who ended up working at the same place. Like I’m some compulsive bread whore. Like I just shoved a whole Panera up my ass one day.

this is the funniest twitter thread i’ve ever seen in my goddamn life

lo fi song titles

Zbuduję Ci dom, będziesz miała schron. Taki szałas na hałas. I zasadzę brzozę tuż za rogiem, żebyś latem miała cień.

mister crab man.......... crab me a man.............

All the rich people in the notes trying to defend the truth of this by whining about how they were raised to save every penny (because obviously poor people are poor because they never save money not because there’s a fucked up system that perpetuates poverty or anything) and it was so hard being raised to be like that boo hoo hoo

My mum as poor as we were growing up and I’m talking dirt poor where sometimes we’d have weeks with no power poor would NEVER let my friends go hungry if they came over. nEVER. Reverse this, I went round a friends who wanted to get take out 100% their choice and I said I had no money so would feel bad but they were like it’s fine. Their parents then proceeded to not only charge my mum for the meal but also the lift home. My mum literally nearly lost her mind.