i wanna complain but everyone is asleep so here we go

i think that uncrustables being considered a type of ravioli should be highly classified information

every guy that wore this hat in high school is now in jail

my favorite picture ever is the one that says “HELL IS FULL, BITCH” and then it has the national suicide prevention hotline on it. it makes me smile every time 

THIS ONE!!!!

This is my restaurant. We serve cheeseburgers. None of that New York Tokyo truffles and gold flake crap. We make what I say we make, and we serve it to you. Want mushrooms on your burger? Too crappin’ bad. Meat patty, grilled onions, and American cheese, on a bun. Plain. This ain’t some Paris France crap. This is my restaurant.

This is such an interesting dissection of a very common trope in writing female characters that I never really thought about before, but it’s so prevalent and so obvious and so fucking disgusting.

It’s free realestate

its wen and I’m heaven sent use it like a veteran renegade lemonade music is my medicine go ahead and try to name a band we aint better than reason why the whole worlds picking us instead od them people need a breather cause they’re feeling the adrenaline 

STOP nowhurryupandletusin knock 

cause were coming to your house and people keep on smiling with lemons in their mouth I’m the realdeal you know how i feel why they in it for the mil I’m just in it for the troll get down now i aint playing around put your feet up on the ground and just make that sound

I’m exceeding all expectations

brothers in arms

Chaotic Good brother.

I WISH I CAN BREATHE, ALL I WANTED IS MY LEMONADE MOUTH SEQUEL BUT THIS IS WHAT I GET INSTEAD 

THEY SHOWED ME THIS VIDEO IN HIGH SCHOOL BIO

THE PROFESSOR LITERALLY HAD TO REWIND TO THIS POINT BECAUSE WE WERE ALL LAUGHING SO HARD