i don’t know what to tell you
other than the fact that a giraffe’s
heart weighs 22 pounds and that
somebody once told me when
flies fall in love, their entire brain
is rewired to only know loving each
other. when one of them dies, their
memory becomes blank. i hope you
never think about anything as much
as i think about waking up next to
you during a windstorm at 5 am.
(via zena-aria)
I have a new pet peeve.
For the longest my only pet peeve was when someone wakes me up when I don’t need to. PISSES ME OFF SO BAD. Like… I’m okay with it if it’s like “oh you need to wake up because [valid reason] that’s okay. if someone wakes me up by accident… kinda annoyed, but not total rage or anything. If you purposely wake me up when it’s unnecessary you, in my book are a spawn of the devil & you deserve to be punched AND have the worst day of your life like shit, that’s just not kosher..
My new one is a little different. When I am at work & I am counting my till DO NOT FUCKING TALK TO ME. I loathe doing the till because I always manage to fuck it up. Let alone talking to me as I do it. I lose where I was & I have to start the whole damn thing over again. Like I am clearly busy, swerve.
Like… leave me alone when I’m counting my till & don’t wake me up, ydg?
Anonymous: You best start postin some fukkin sailor moon shit nigga or ima shoot up my kitchen and burn a whole loaf of bread Ion purpose
Well damn. I don’t even know a comeback even half as creative as the threat you just gave me…
I will make everyone who reblogs this a mix CD based on your blog
No limits, anyone who reblogs this gets the tracklist messaged to them.
Thank you, you’re a lovely person!
YOU ARE THE BEST PERSON EVER FOR COMING UP WITH THIS IDEA AND DOING IT.
(via samarasonic)
