My anxiety has anxiety.

mens-rights-activia:

lofijazz:

frodobell:

if you are in high school and you follow me idc if you learn nothing else from me, but learn this: do not join the fucking military. they will promise you all sorts of things in exchange for joining their muder-system for a few years. do not listen to them. you won’t find a sense of purpose, you won’t find an adventure, you might not even get the money they promise you for college. if you survive, you’ll come back with blood on your hands, feeling just as aimless as before except knowing you’re a killer. the government will drop you like hot potatoes the second you are not useful to them, and you will be on your own with nothing but some ptsd and a more intimate understanding of the phrase “blood for oil.”

They also have a way of targeting POC as well as those who are in a family that isn’t doing well financially. Be wary of any and all recruiters.

Read this thread if you wanna know what the military does to people

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notchicken:

Kids are interesting. I’m babysitting a 9 year old boy right now who’s homework is to write a fictional story and he wrote about how in millions of years the sun will expand killing everything and one man fell asleep at the beach and missed all the official announcements about the world ending but he managed to be the only survivor of the solar flares because he applied SPF 100 sunscreen.

See, I find this funny because when I was 8 or so I remember writing a short story about a Giant chicken who ate so many people and he ate a lumberjack who then proceeded to chop his way free from the inside and free all the townspeople. Like… how the hell do kids come up with this because I sure as hell don’t remember what sparked mine. 😂😂

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aslutfor5sos:

moriartystayingalive:

If a guy ever spreads a rumor that he slept with you, don’t deny it. One, because there will always be people who think it’s true, and two, because that dumbass boy just handed you the power to say anything you want about what he’s like in bed, and people will believe it. Say he bleats like a sheep when he orgasms. Say he put on pearl earrings and asked you to call him Daisy. Say he couldn’t get it up until he watched an old Billy Mays infomercial. The power is yours.

This is my new favorite post

(via skunky-boi)

So I’m not stuck at home filling out job applications in my room while I hear screaming, crying, something possibly breaking and more things like that. <-Like I’m doing right now…

realized i’ve forgotten to feed myself once again

Anyone else just want to cuddle Markiplier? Idk, he just looks like he’d be so warm ^.^

So my pupper has decided she cannot sleep without her little snout pressed against my hand❤