Just got this snap from the mother-in-law

Have you ever just randomly cried because you’ve been holding shit in for too long?

Every week

at least three times a week

I definitely read this wrong…I was gonna suggest more fiber in y'all diet

*Hears footsteps towards my room* Please dont

why isn’t anyone allowed to be wrong anymore? it’s okay to be wrong. no one should be terrified of every tiny little mistake they might make. being wrong, and realizing you were wrong, is how you learn and grow and change.

person: it was a little mistake! don’t beat yourself up about it

me:

Holiday Giveaway!

So, yes, I am doing another giveaway. I am giving away Cats & Dogs!

Rules:

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Reblog this post to enter, multiple reblogs will not get you more entries

Be nice if you don’t win! I will not announce who wins, but I will post when the winner is chosen

Giveaway ends December 24th at Midnight EST

I've been told you'd like to hear about my Grandmother...

My grandmother got married in 1962, to a young man in the military. For a wedding present, their parents bought them a house in a nice suburb. White picket fence, whole 9 yards. Not long after they moved in, the next door neighbor planted a mullberry tree on the side of his property, near my grandparent’s driveway. Nothing seemed amiss, but if you know Mullberry Trees, you know that sh*t is about to get real.

About 15 years later, the mullberry tree was OBNOXIOUS. The birds would come and eat the berries, and any car parked in the driveway would get sh*t on, and it would stain the cars and ruin paint jobs. My grandmother, upon realizing the culprit, baked a nice apple pie, walked next door, and asked the neighbor if he’d mind trimming back the branches of the tree that hung over her driveway. He told her not to worry, he’d get to it soon. Three days later, my grandmother opened her door to find a half-eaten pie in the plate, crawling with ants, and a note that said “I changed my mind.”

My grandmother threw out the pie, cursing up a storm, and swearing up and down she’d get him to trim that tree or get him back. City ordinance said she could not trim the tree, as the roots were on his property, so the whole tree was his property.

As the years went by, my grandmother repeatedly asked him, ever so nicely, to trim it back. His responses were always along the lines of “No” and “F*ck off.” Finally, in the mid-90s, my grandmother retired, and received a large bonus from her employer for her 35 years of work. She took the money, and bought the empty lot on the other side of the neighbor, then went to a nursery and bought 16 mullberry trees, planting them along her property line, on both sides of his property. About 3 years ago, he became angry at the damage they were doing to his cars, and cut them all back without permission. My grandmother took him to court, and he was forced to reimburse her for the trees at a markup because they’d had 10 years to grow.

…. That is hardcore on a level I hardly knew existed.

Thats a level of salty i can only pray I achieve

how do people get yelled at without crying i dont understand

I feel like everyone worships avocado and I’m struggling because it just tastes like compressed wet grass lump but nobody will listen and I’m all alone in this world

Don’t mock my squishy hulk nuts

this is the worst thing that could’ve happened to this post

“At least you love me.” I say to my pet as I hold them against my chest as they try to get away

*wakes up* what the fuck