MY DREAM IS TO LOOK LIKE HER
MY DREAM IS TO LOOK LIKE HER
My roommate and I are really sick and we look like shit, but we were hungry so we ordered pizza.
But we didn’t want anyone to see us, so we asked them over the phone if we can leave the money on the door and they can just drop off the pizza.
The guy said sure.
So we decided to leave a nice little note
and we hung it above the door bell. I hope they like it!
pizza spelt its own name wrong
This was in Las Vegas & fucked everyone up
I love the earthy colors in this outfit, but I didn’t really have anywhere to wear it so pictures will do.
Also the manager of the local sushi place was so impressed with my shitty japanese that he gave me his number, that made my day lol.
I have that same necklace, damn you pull it off better.m GO YOU!
Today’s the day. The day you help save the internet from being ruined.
(Long story short: The FCC is about to make a critical decision as to whether or not internet service providers have to treat all traffic equally. If they choose wrong, then the internet where anyone can start a website for any reason at all, the internet that’s been so momentous, funny, weird, and surprising—that internet could cease to exist. Here’s your chance to preserve a beautiful thing.)
Dascha Polanco at the Tracy Reese Fashion Show during Mercedes-Benz Fashion Week Spring 2015
so flawless.. <3
I have pretty bad anxiety and my friends don’t understand that (no matter how many times i say it) and they make me feel like an idiot all the time because I’m always nervous. “how about you go to the doctor?” “DID you take your medicine today? you’re freaking out over nothing”
oo or my favorite from last night! i’m driving in an unfamiliar place, and it’s really dark. no lights on the street. I brake because a guy is coming from the other direction with his brights on and i cant see the road and don;t want to kill anyone.
"Why are you braking, you can go, you dont have to brake, omg"
"uhm… it’s a winding road and i don’t want anyone to get hurt so i was being safe…"
….and the jabbering about that continues. Excuse me if you don’t like the way i drive, then please, you drive.
and i get criticized for that.
I GET CRITICIZED FOR EVERYTHING I FUCKING DO. i’m sick of it.
Or, you know, you could just stop saying sorry.
I take it you don’t have anxiety.
You can’t “just stop saying sorry”. You do something, something so little, like accidentally bump into someone. You feel horrible about it. Your brain starts panicking and you have trouble trying to breathe. You stutter an apology. They say it’s okay, but you accidentally do it again, and you apologize again. They just say “Aha, you can stop saying sorry.” And you feel horrible that you’ve probably made them angry or upset, so you mutter out an apology for the third stupid time, and they just say to stop saying sorry. Stop saying sorry.
You can’t just tell someone to stop saying you’re sorry.
I want that comment on flyers so I can hang them in my school
reblogging this one for the GOOD commentary.
If you’re going to tell someone to stop saying sorry say, “You don’t have to apologize to me.” and smile. If they say sorry again just say, “You’re fine.” and keep smiling and move on. The faster the situation is resolved the faster the person with anxiety can start to calm down. Please don’t get angry at someone for saying sorry, sometimes that’s all the person feels like they can do.
I’ve always been really bad about this and as a kid I’d always do it around my parents and my mom would always say “STOP SAYING YOURE SORRY.” thank you to the helpful comment.
this is me
omg i’m not alone
I do not remember my password to my tumblr, i have it saved on this computer but one day it will not be there and i will never get to this tumblr again. and the email i used for this is long gone. someone , anyone, do you know how to retrieve passwords?