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I can’t believe there are people who enjoyed their teen years like wtf do u mean you didn’t struggle with incapacitating mental illness

don’t glorify revolution in history and in fiction if you’re appalled at all forms of protest and change in the present.

can’t explain it but the kitchen is the most romantic room in a house

stop FUCKING telling people that no one will love them untill they love themselves. stop shoving this idea down everyone’s throat that they are unworthy of love because of their own struggle.

Just me and my Spotify playlists against the world

Bug-free™ season is over and I am Afraid

im rotting its fine

wish there were some unseen omnipotent voice shouting “WARMER” or “COLDER” everytime i make a decision because i am pretty much flying blind here

concept: me, a housewife, putting two lean cuisines in the microwave. i drink an entire bottle of chardonnay during the four minutes the chicken fettuccine takes to heat up. my husband walks through the door just as i place the entrée on the table. he thanks me for slaving away all day over a hot stove. i have succeed in passing the lean cuisine off as my own creation. when he’s done, i tell him im in love with our maid, helen–who bears a striking resemblance to margot robbie–and that i will see him in court. im blind drunk and jump into a 1960s pink convertible that helen is driving. we laugh about the lean cuisines.

this is the best post on this fucking website

i don’t think we can romanticize our way out of this one boys