do you ever get the urge to clean your entire room and then 5 minutes after u start you’re like nah son and u just lay on the floor
shout out to all of the custodians, cooks, garbage truck drivers, cafeteria workers, bus drivers, waiters, and every one else whose jobs and entire fucking existences get shit on by the same people who wouldn’t know what to do with their lives if they had to do anything for themselves
"what will your kids think of that tattoo?"
my kids aren’t going to give 2 shits because i’m not going to raise them to be a judgmental asshole like yours did
i’m just going to reblog this over and over again until i give myself carpal tunnel
and knowing you’re shit.
whenever jennifer lawrence says:
i laugh sooo fuckin hard because honestly all i can think of is:
the level at which rihanna doesnt give a fuck is so inspiring
i’m a primadonut girl