“what are you gonna do, cry about it?” yes . the fuck

the strongest bond is probably pad wings to themselves. the weakest is probably pad wings to your underwear

Tumblr’s one true talent is making me sick of things I’ve never seen or read or heard.

dude’s fucking TORN about whether or not to buy a beret

Unfortunately you will talk like a tumblr user for your entire life. Sorry.

Unfortunately your kids might also talk like Tumblr users. My daughter said "Get cherished, idiot" to her cat yesterday.

Um actually scrub daddy is my comfort character and it physically and psychically hurts me to see you chop him up and eat him after freezing and cracking him up with liquid nitrogen while naked with big boobs?

Ill be a star

Unironically love logging onto Tumblr dot com to see a beloved mutual has discovered a new batch of sad old men to sink their teeth into and shake vigorously like a dog that caught a squirrel and following the dash backwards to the post that made them pick up the scent. Truly unparalleled social media experience.

it annoys me how the bastardized version of this post got memed …. she GAVE cunt she SERVED and she DIED…… remember that ..

in that orderrrrr

Bloopers are movie aftercare and it’s fucked up that we got rid of them

problematic sudoku solving skills gap

Every morning, I put on my thinking cap and my smartiepants. Unfortunately, there is no shirt that properly proclaims my intellectual abilities, so I have to go tits out

ask game: you stalk my blog and then tell me what you think is wrong with me

Sometimes you just have to lay on the floor and have floor time