Ah yes, the 5 love languages:
- touch starved
- my parents never told me they are proud of me
- i love Stuff
- im so fucken tired please god just let me rest for 5 minutes
- hey pay attention to me
if you’re irish and you complain about britain “erasing culture” but can’t even speak the language/ don’t know shit about ireland before 1910 then just shut your cakehole nobody cares
Them being Irish and not being able to speak the language/not knowing shit about Ireland before 1910 is a direct result of Britain erasing culture, you goddamn Vitamin D-deficient circus clown
Me dancing through depressing mood swings and insecurity
That depends entirely on the bakery, and the customer, in question.
This is the funniest email I have ever received from a professor
also most considerate
Me: Doctor, why is that syringe filled with glitter? Doctor: Anaesthetic.
☕☕☕
The white execs are stumped at shit that is so fucking simple and it happens at every studio and distributor
there is no hope