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Remember to breathe from your hoo-hoo,
feel from within your hoo-hah.

these things are ruining my life. 
i can only think of them. 

these things are ruining my life. 

i can only think of them. 

So regal. 

So majestic. 

handful o’ fluff is what i got. 

handful o’ fluff is what i got. 

These are the places you will find me hiding.

These are the places I will always go.

sardonicheight:

[[seductively does nothing to indicate I’m attracted to you]]

slay-z:

sometimes i feel like people with a whole lot of followers see a good post by someone without a whole lot of followers and go 

i’m gonna make you famous

gettin home at four thirty in the mornin man. 

i’m an idiot. 

and it’s freakin gorgeous outside. 

so tired but i can’t sleep the day away. 

i need to get my shit together. 

1/3 of me: I wanna be fit and sexy and have a flat stomach and be lean and have lots of muscle.
1/3 of me: I wanna be skinny and tiny and dainty and delicate and bony and frail and look cute in everything.
1/3 of me: I wanna not give a shit about what I look like and be happy instead.

babyferaligator:

calumon:

my school’s “rival school” is on lockdown right now bc someone put weed in the vents so everyones slowly getting high oh my godd

that’s not how weed works

holyharam:

….and lynse showing white kids across the United States and Canada how to Bankhead bounce

GUESS WHAT BUDDIES. 

I’m 150 pounds now. That means I’ve lost 5 pounds. 

And I’ve lost it by getting all muscly and sweaty so it won’t come back in like two weeks. 

delightful. DELIGHTFUL. 

Perhaps I will be able to easily find pants that fit in a few months. 

Must continue the viking goddess journey. 

bobnfrankrppl2 replied to your post: I don’t want to call my mechanic because he is, as…

My mechanics name is Dusty and he’s great. Haven’t taken the Bug in yet. And I didn’t get it from them. I pretty much cheated on them. I know the feeling though man.

EHEHEEH. i called and his son answered and his son is normal, huzzah!

I don’t want to call my mechanic because he is, as they say, “a character.” He cracks wise and says goofy stuff. I don’t want him to do that. I just want to tell him that I need my lights put in and that my steering wheel starts shaking when I go highway speed. Then I want him to tell me when to drop off my car. 

Dammit, Larry.