My Body Is So Needy “eeee Augh I Need Water I Need Real Food” How About You Shut The Fuck Up And

I get so cranky when tumblr puts things on my dash I have never cared about in my life. I want to see Trent Reznor and Wolfgang grimmer! I’m going to be sick if I see another stupid oasis or gore post. I fucking hate oasis JUST because I am sick about hearing about them on tumblr. Honestly I would rather look at a few severed heads and torn limbs than Liam Gallagher.

I hate you dead people!!!!! I hate you I hate you I hate you because why do you just decide to disappear!!!!!!! I want my mom back!! I love her so so so so so so much and I can’t put it anywhere!!! Because she’s gone forever!!!! I want my mom aggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

hey girl are you eraser. cause kill me kill me kill me kill me kill me

OOOOOOHHHHH I’ve heard of it lol!!!!!! But I’m waiting to watch it🙏 I’ve heard there’s some interesting stuff in there haha

I want to fall asleep at the library just like ash

Who else sleeps with a fake cube of cheese?

Hear me out on this.

This is good. We love this, don't we? This is great.

But you know what's even better? What brings me true joy?

THAT.

THIS.

Thank you for your attention.

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geting weighed and then being told “I dident know you were that little😊” translates in my head to “gosh you look absolutely fucking huge. Giant fatass.”

AITA for puting my 6 year old sister in a laundry basket after she put a metal crucifix in the microwave and then after that she put paper in there and when I made a makeshift straight jacket out of a sweater for her because I couldn't handle her anymore she started yelling “YOU DONT BELIVE IN JESUS CHRIST?!”

A friend and I were discussing what we're like when we're sick and we decided people usually fall into one of these five 'sick modes': *Everyone is probably multiple of these at different times depending on how sick they are and with what but we think most people have a mode they default to and become more often than the others*

Delicate Consumptive Victorian: you feel tragic and mournful but also beautiful in a sad way, you are in bed, sipping hot tea, others should quietly whisper about how you are too good for this world, too beautiful, too tragic... And bring you more tea

Sick Dog: you are curled up in a ball, you don't want anything, you don't need anything, but it would be nice if others could still ask you if you need anything

Sickly Child Emperor: you are dying and it's everyone else's problem, you need pillows, no! you need soup, no! You need absolute silence or you will not be the first one to die today

Plague Pit: you are curled up probably on the floor, no one touch you, no one look at you, this is between you and God and you already know He has no mercy left for you

Warrior General: you are not sick. You are in perfect health and you don't know why anyone would think otherwise. Illness is an enemy that can be intimidated and you must remain strong for your men! (You are going to pass out at the most inconvenient moment possible)