
baby, i don’t care about your stomach
or your legs
or how big your boobs are
i don’t care about you at all
leave me alone
(via bipolarat)

B-R-O-C-C-O-L-I! I am the broccoli and don’t know why!
C-A-R-R-O AND A T! Carrots are healthy for you and
(Source: ectobiologist, via pantsareunwelcome)
2073:
money can’t buy happiness but it can buy a false sense of security and fruity alcoholic beverages to numb the pain and honestly what’s the difference
(via fantasy-sack)
its so rude when you try to be nice and hold the door open for people but they won’t come in the stall with you
(via best-of-text-posts)
i hate when you voluntarily tell your parents some information about your life because you think you can trust them and then they bitch at you for it like congrats you have guaranteed that i will never tell you anything ever again
(via fantasy-sack)
my milkshake brings all the boys to the yard and I’m like this is a private residence if you don’t leave I will call the police
(via australiansanta)