I was washing my blood stained armor (uniform) and hozier started playing I started feeling like a peasant in the 1500s washing the clothes of the noble in the lake

me when my fav character dies so I'll pretend that it didn't happen at all

how tf did we manage to fuck up the environment so bad for Sahara to be flooded and the Antarctica to turn green???

If Migraine does not let me sleep, im gonna scream

Someone should write the manual how to attend to your guest 100 percent satisfaction and welcomed that they won't come back for 2 years

Rewatching dead pool cuz why not

Always flutterin' 'round like a moth to a broken porch light, ain't she? Think she's the only daisy in the field, bless her heart. But a closer look, and you'll see she's just a common dandelion, puffed up to look important before the first good wind scatters her to the four corners.

She's got the gift of gab. Spins a yarn like she's weavin' gold, but it's mostly just fool's gold.

Claims she's got the world figured out, but all I see is a wilting flower reachin' for the sun, pretendin' it ain't got no roots. She'll drain your energy quicker than a leaky faucet, listenin' to her woes and her triumphs, hopin' for a crumb of attention back. But she won't give it. She won't. She's too busy shinin' her own tarnished halo.

So let her flutter, let her preen, let her soak up all the light she can find. Time'll take care of her, like it does us all. And when the bloom's off that rose, she'll be left with nothin' but the thorns.

Die DIY idea