Life Is Messy.

my man neil was just making a fun tweet and this cat straight up murdered him

The vape industry’s playing the youth in the same exact way the cigarette industry did years ago

This is actually a really big problem! To my younger followers (and the older ones), please know that vaping can be just as addictive as smoking. New research is starting to come out showing the negative effects of the chemicals in vape. It might not be as bad as cigarettes, but please: keep yourself safe. Save your money, save your lungs, and don’t start. The vape industry just wants you to get addicted young and be a customer for life.

Vaping is bad for you. It can be a good aid for those already addicted to cigarettes to move away from them but don’t start vaping just for fun.

All of this. I attended a workshop last Saturday talking about this.

WHAT a goddamn mood

The other day I went to McDonald’s with my family and the guy who took my order was really loud and was basically like “HAPPY HOLIDAYS WHAT CAN I GET YOU” and I was like wow I can’t let this guy outmatch me so I yelled “I’LL TAKE A HAPPY MEAL WITH THE NUG NUGS IF I MAY” you know, like a natural well-adjusted epitome of adulthood 19 year old and he was like “CERTAINLY WOULD YOU LIKE THE MIGHTY KIDS MEAL INSTEAD WITH EXTRA FRIES” and I was so sleep deprived I essentially blacked out and apparently leaned over the counter like I was robbing the place, raised my eyebrow like a suave robin hood and said “HECK YES I WOULD GOOD SIR” and then I sat down and he yelled from across the store “WOULD YOU LIKE THE PURPLE OR BLUE SPIDER-MAN” and since purple is the more superior color that’s how I answered and long story short my parents think college changed me and that I’m now the poster child for being social and I’ve only been asked once why I’m not in a relationship yet but I know it’s gonna be brought up again and how do i tell my parents it’s because whenever I eat in the dining hall I spend the entire time playing bumper cars with the wheeley chairs and all I eat is pixie sticks and the last time I was in the library (where I’m supposed to work next semester, deAr GoD) I ripped my leggings in the bathroom pulling up my pants and I walked the entire 20 mins back to my dorm with my neon underwear peeking out from the holes like a 17th century harlot with a cocaine addiction and I’ve essentially been living off jars of peanut butter and the soundtrack to the bee movie for the past year

there’s more information in this post than there was in the library of alexandria

one time i texted my fireman dad saying something was “lit” and he responded “please dont say that”

Annual reblog.

They removed tumblr from the App Store we’re rogue lads

does anyone remember the last time they felt okay? i sure don’t.

not even in a sexual way but i’m just craving affection because i feel like crap i just want someone to hug me for a couple of hours and tell me i’m going to be okay 

i’m seeing a lot of people reblogging suicide hotlines and this is just a reminder that this is a suicide help line that works like a text-based instant messenger for people who may need to talk to someone but have trouble/are uncomfortable making phone calls