TheAltMomsofMerrifield

identifying a maladaptive coping mechanism is so bitter sweet like that’s great now i know what i need to stop doing. but that’s literally my something

every single fucking thing on earth exists solely to put a dent in your newly applied nail polish

ok i absolutely need to know what accents u all have pls reblog and tell me or comment or whatever I must know

My formative years were Mid-Atlantic + Midwest + NoCal + Boston + Southern parents (+ a major childhood speech impediment that comes out when I’m stressed or intoxicated)…. So my accent is ‘Uhhh…Where are you from?’

Bitches wanna buy their boyfriends the latest consoles but when was the last time he CONSOLED you? ps 5 years ago

*walks into an antique store* i’d like to see your most evil items, please

Like two years ago I ran into a salamander biologist in the woods who complimented my ability to 'walk quietly in the forest while causing minimal disturbance to the leaf litter.' Still goes to my head.

I had to get my kidneys imaged a few years ago and the urologist somewhat breathlessly told me "you have absolutely beautiful kidneys." and tbh I've never felt hotter.

Some is better than none. Some is better than none. Some is better than none. Walking for three minutes, is better than nothing. Drinking a glass of water and eating a snack, is better than nothing. Wiping down the counter, is better than nothing. Small things are not nothing. Small things are not nothing. Small things are not nothing. You don’t have to achieve grand things if all you’re capable of right now is the smaller things. They are still achievements. Don’t do nothing just because you don’t think you’re capable of doing bigger things, just do something you’re capable of today.