manishaaaaa:

Midnights is for the girls who worked hard to get a life of their own, but now feel empty, it’s the album you listen to when you’re alone in the kitchen with no partner to cook with, no friends to go out with, no parents to comfort you. It’s for the jo march girls, who gave up everything and everyone and pretend like it’s alright but cry themselves to sleep every night, it’s for the girls who stare at the ceiling for hours after coming home, it’s for the masterminds, the people pleasers, for the girls who think they’re unlovable, it’s for the autumn/winter girls, it’s for the girls who love rain and gloom, it’s for the girls who read the most gut wrenching books to feel emotions, it’s the ultimate sad girl album.

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nessa007:

thenighttrain:

there are bad opinions, there are terrible opinions, and then there’s thinking that my tears ricochet is a skip

badjokesbyjeff:

A lawyer died and wakes up in front of St. Peter at the Gates of Heaven.

The lawyer says, “Wait, I can’t be dead! I’m still young and in good health, there must be some mistake!”

St. Peter tells him, “Well it says here that you’re 98 years old.”

The lawyer says, “No, no, that’s way off, I’m only 47. Where did you get that number from?”

St. Peter says, “We went by your billable hours.”

cruellesummer:

it hits different this time

commandtower-solring-go:

unbotheredmuse:

So I started doing this with some candles my sister gave me, and y'know what happened?

Because I used the candle, realised how much I liked my house smelling nice. So, i did more to fill my house with nice smelling stuff. I bought reed defusers, I bought flowers (which I stopped doing cause they smell quickly), I cared more about making sure my bins were empty and my sink was clear. I also developed more of a sense for what smells I did like. Like, I prefer woody smells. Incense and sandlewood.

And I realised how nice my house looked when it was clean. So I made more of an effort to clean my house. And cleaning never felt like a chore because I only cleaned when I wanted to.

And because I was cleaning my house more, I made decisions that helped to keep the house clean more often. I found homes for the loose things that never had a home before. I started remembering where things were because they were usually in their homes. I found or bought things to put things in.

It was hard because I’m not good at it, but slowly I developed those skills and got better at it. I realised how little pride I had had in my own home, and sought out new reasons to be proud. I bought things to put on my walls. I just bought myself a rug this week. I might even invite people over.

Anyway, just saying that maybe enjoying the small, fleeting things, is more important than we expect.

kittyposter:

tumblr is awesome because u get to hear all about the inner lives of random women

sighinastorm:

willkill4pudding:

latinotiktok:

Translation:
Person behind camera; *knock down one card* “Go.”
Other person;“Is your character mentally stable?”
Person behind Camera; *Looks at card* “Yes”
Other person; *Slaps down all but one card* “IT’S MOMO”

I HAVE BEEN LOOKING FOR THIS FOR MONTHS AND MONTHS.  THERE WERE ONLY A FEW DOZEN NOTES WHEN I SAW IT LAST.

teacupmotif:

what do you call it:

restroom

washroom

toilet

watering hole

a secret fifth thing (tell me in the tags)

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got bullied at work for saying “gonna run to the restroom”,,,, what is it supposed to be called then 😔

reblogs appreciated I want a robust sample size :)

academiaipromise:

them putting victoria pedretti in the part two trailer is sick and twisted UNLESS it’s real and love’s alive in which case i’ll never say a bad thing about this show again