Love women who love the brine of life...Pickles, Olives, pickled jalapeños, sun-dried tomatoes, pickled ginger, pepperoncini, kimchi, pickled red onions
let’s settle this shit but do NOT reblog if you’re gonna be modest about it like a little BITCH. anyway privilege check tell me which ones apply to you: hot, funny, can dance, can do math, can spell, can drive, can cook
i don't know man, i just wish that we could [suddenly realising i'm coming dangerously close to expressing a real and earnest thought instead of filtering everything through several layers of intangible running bits] blow up the entire world. or something.
I was incredibly unproductive today and felt like absolute shit about it and could not figure out why I just couldn’t focus and then I went home and took my temperature on a hunch and ladies and gentleman of the jury I have a fever and probably had one the whole day
These songs are like.. running parallel to each other… the melody in the beginning “I’d do anything for you/ I did everything for you” and “I would do anything she wants me to/ anything she wants me to do, I would do”