they call me...

I think that when you're overstimulated you should appear kind of grayed out and no one should be able to interact with you like a locked character in a video game

whatever happens tomorrow, just know its white people’s fault

Can’t believe my job makes me do my job on the days I am scheduled to work my job what the fuck

No American soldier who invades Venezuela deserves an ounce of sympathy. Not today, not 10 years from now when they’re complaining about their depression or disability they got from shooting kids, not 20 years from now when a movie about their trauma wins an Oscar. Never.

here’s to all the things you survived quietly and privately this year

all a girlie needs is to be surrounded by her trinkets and have ambient lighting and maybe an open window with a slight breeze

You literally have to take this one wild and precious life and wrangle it into something that’s worth waking up every day for

I feel like the posting levels are not where they should be for a Dick Cheney death. Never felt more like a millennial. There was a time people would be dancing in the streets at this news