trying to bang with ur boo while ur parent in the other room
OH MY FUCKINg GOD
On the other hand, my nose flaring abilities are pretty good
For some reason I thought about this a lot as a kid
Sometimes I find myself remembering things people have said to me in the past. Not nice things, but more like insults and subtle “fuck you”s.
As much as I dislike confrontation, there are times where I let things slide and looking back, I get that feeling of damn, I can’t believe I let them talk to me like that.
Still, you don’t want to act out and make a scene, so you let it go. At what point is it not okay? At what point should I say something?
I hate petty things like pride and honor sometimes. I worry about my own so much, yet I can’t stand when other people overemphasize theirs. I guess the difference is that I don’t try to harm the pride and honor of others.
This is all very vague as usual, but most of these thoughts are traced back to a man named “Ken”. I dislike Ken very much. He’s a prideful, arrogant prick who takes every opportunity to try to prove that he’s better than you. If he doesn’t consider you a friend, then you’re an enemy.
I guess in a way, we all have our own “Ken”s, but yeah. The fucker insulted me in front of people I didn’t care to be made a fool of in front of, but that’s the politics of the little community we have. Fuck “the community” though. It’s full of bastards that preach kindness and acceptance, yet harbor ill intent for everyone they don’t consider kin. It’s a real struggle sometimes haha.
your smile is contagious (13/?)
- kristen bell
My brother’s friend was starting to apply for colleges. And one of the colleges he applied to required a 3 page essay explaining what daring meant to them.
So being the clever person he was
On the each page he wrote 1 word with huge font,
And he later got accepted.
this is my favorite story on tumblr
Realest dude ever.
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