I swear to God i have the shittest therapist ever! Yes i know whats wrong with me you tell me every time you look at me, your job is to help me, and make me not hate my self or life. Why is it that i have to tell my own therapist what his fucking job is. Judgmental prick!
basically i dont care if you drink smoke or do drugs as long as you can hold a conversation about something besides the fact that you drink smoke or do drugs
Reblogging because this actually is a thing that should concern more people.
when ur left alone in an unfamiliar room
I went to the MCA in Chicago yesterday with my family and my brothers matched these paintings and then this happened.
Accidental performance art: priceless
i love this
Okay so, where I live (Canada, Newfoundland) we have the smallest ponies.
And the biggest dogs
Here’s a size comparison for the Newfoundland dog
That is a full grown dog and pony together LOOK AT THAT!
Now if you don’t think that’s the greatest shit ever I don’t know what is!
I’m moving…BYE MOM
You know, you act like such a lonely man. But look at you! You’ve got the biggest family on Earth!