rebecca

I love it when the internet manages to track someone across multiple shitposts.

when life gives you lemons

JESUS CHRIST

“I’m a horrible father”

The girl in the middle is just like “Damn it, Dad.”

oh my god I can’t stop crying

From a strictly marketing standpoint. This is the best ad of all time. Like…well fucking done Google.

I’m not crying you’re crying

Bless her old soul, that is love.

👏🏿👏🏿👏🏿👏🏿

listen i got a rabbit when i was the ripe age of eight years old. originally named him button bc that was my old rabbits name and i was convinced if i just gave him that name the spirit of button would live on in him (rip in peace tiny friend) but after a while he chewed threw the fuckin lawn mower wire so my eight year old self called that sucker chompy. now i dont kno if you kno but rabbits are supposed to live like six to eight years as a pet, and before that button had kicked the proverbial fuckin bucket after a few months so we weren’t expecting the situation we’re currently in. chompy, as it turns out, gives absolutely 0 fucks what any rabbit website says. i am nearly twenty years old and this little dude just wont quit. you bet ur bottom dollar i go out every single mornin rain or shine to let his sorry ass out of the hutch so he can eat the grass, chase the birds and make my mum gnash her teeth and cry bc we cant plant shit bc he’ll straight up just devour any plant he finds. eleven years. this fucker is eleven years old. im pretty sure he’s just running on straight up spite at this point bc everyone i speak to in my family is like ‘is that rabbit still going?????’ you better FUCKIN believe that rabbit is tearin shit up in my back garden to this day. but now im in this situation where i tell ppl i have a rabbit and theyre like ‘ooo whats his name??’ and i, a nineteen year old, have to look them dead in the eye and say chompy. the ridiculous fuckin name i gave him eleven years ago. what a world 

chilling

And we need to make sure ALL women continue to be able to vote!

dwayne “the dwayne” dwayne

listen i got a rabbit when i was the ripe age of eight years old. originally named him button bc that was my old rabbits name and i was convinced if i just gave him that name the spirit of button would live on in him (rip in peace tiny friend) but after a while he chewed threw the fuckin lawn mower wire so my eight year old self called that sucker chompy. now i dont kno if you kno but rabbits are supposed to live like six to eight years as a pet, and before that button had kicked the proverbial fuckin bucket after a few months so we weren’t expecting the situation we’re currently in. chompy, as it turns out, gives absolutely 0 fucks what any rabbit website says. i am nearly twenty years old and this little dude just wont quit. you bet ur bottom dollar i go out every single mornin rain or shine to let his sorry ass out of the hutch so he can eat the grass, chase the birds and make my mum gnash her teeth and cry bc we cant plant shit bc he’ll straight up just devour any plant he finds. eleven years. this fucker is eleven years old. im pretty sure he’s just running on straight up spite at this point bc everyone i speak to in my family is like ‘is that rabbit still going?????’ you better FUCKIN believe that rabbit is tearin shit up in my back garden to this day. but now im in this situation where i tell ppl i have a rabbit and theyre like ‘ooo whats his name??’ and i, a nineteen year old, have to look them dead in the eye and say chompy. the ridiculous fuckin name i gave him eleven years ago. what a world 

People need to realize that there’s a difference between straight people and Straight People™

Just like how there are white people who are gay and then there are the White Gays

Lmao all the angry White and Straight people in the comments, keep reblogging

i am about to utter a sentence that has never before been said by any human being but just hear me out. last night, i had a dream about 3 doors down. i know you’re probably like “who” but they’re the band that are playing at trumps inauguration. so anyways, i had a dream about them because i read a post about how awful they are before i went to bed and for some reason my brain decided to bring it into my dream life. in the dream, they were playing the only song i know by them on a big stage (that song that goes “its not my time, i’m not going”) and someone on a big stage opposite their stage said “it is your time” and then everyone started cheering and the lead singer of 3 doors down was pulled into the crowd and i don’t know what happened after that but since its my dream i like to think he was eaten

reblog this in 1 minute and this will actually happen at the inauguration