i am but the dad from derry girls (in a constant state of worry, trying to be rational, always exhausted with life yet somehow still trying to be kind and hopeful) and life is just grandpa joe from derry girls (seems to have it out for me, difficult to ascertain any clear meaning or reason from, relentless, odd)

Imagine being a bear. No bills. You can scratch your back on a tree whenever you want. Seasonal weight gain is necessary. No judgement for sleeping 3 months at a time. It would be beary great.

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Please 2020 can i get a girlfriend?!

if you’re not talking about the climax of the song amsterdam by nothing but thieves during which the music cuts out and it’s just conor mason screaming “so i hit my head up against the wall, over and over and OVER and over again, ‘cause i don’t wanna be like them,” and then later crying out “i left my heart in amsterdam—i really need that feeling back,” then i simply do not want to talk

The girls are TALKING

do you ever like randomly wake up in the middle of the night check your social networks then go back to sleep