in 9th grade i was getting picked on in class and this girl was like “fuck you guys leave him alone” and called me over to her seat and I was like “thx lol” and she was like “I have something special to show you don’t tell the teacher” and I said “ok” and she pulled a guinea pig out of her purse 

"My dream girl entered my nightmares.”
— yourdeus.tumblr.com/ (via yoursixwordstory)


i failed at raising a tamagotchi how the fuck am i supposed to raise a child

"In teoria dovresti essere superiore di tutta questa massa, allora perché quando passi vicino a loro abbassi lo sguardo?”
— Francesca Berardi. (via sorrisidisperati)


(via eimieiocchinontiparlano)


P.S. The real world isn’t going to accommodate you and your “comfort.” When you get off Tumblr, there aren’t any trigger warnings. Wearing a nametag with your “gender identity” on it would be absolutely laughable. You’ll have to learn to be an adult and deal with people without being psychotic and wishing death on them.



I wish my friends would take random pictures of me when we hang out because I’m an arrogant prick and I want more pictures of myself that aren’t selfies.

Someone finally said it