Ode To A Sleepy Girl

survival mechanism they don’t emphasize enough is memorizing a poem. you memorize a poem you have a little lift raft for a variety of situations

Not to be a drooling socialist cuck, but if a full day's labour can't purchase three square meals, 24 hour's worth of rent and utilities, a fraction of a month's clothing budget, and a reasonable portion to be saved for when you can no longer comfortably work, what the fuck are we doing shit for

This is already happening – one of the softwares used by a museum I work at only lets you talk to a human help agent if you have their premium subscription. It's such bullshit

the fact you are not the only one in these notes saying "no this is already happening; i have to pay money to speak to a representative" is just... really awesome! you said a software used by museums is doing this shit? okay! great! wonderful!! anybody know where i can scream

help I’m having ideas beyond my available free time

help I'm having ideas beyond my available energy levels

when i take my phone case off i feel concern and fear knowing that some people just rawdog their phone like that like its so slippery girl you are carrying around a little fish

Handle a naked smartphone and you can just feel the eagerness of this device to lemming itself onto the pavement

friend who went to bed is a type of dead wife

Diane, clear my schedule. I’m attempting a recipe that says “prep time: 15 minutes.”

You are an unreliable narrator because your coping mechanisms for your deep-seated trauma forbid you from acknowledging the reality of the situation. I am an unreliable narrator because I sincerely have no idea what the fuck is going on.

watching my promised afternoon thunderstorm slip from a 90% chance to a 20% chance.... baby come back i can change

Struggling-to-process-emotions girl and her processing-emotions-incredibly-well and yearning boyfriend will always get me when it comes to m/f ships