March 2012
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Pinterest
I just saw the advertising for it…it’s like tumblr for adults. Less fun. LOL.
February 2012
Ellen Degeneres for President.
Boy: Babe make me a sandwich.
Girl: -death stares- Bitch make it yourself.
Why do girls get all bent out of shape when a man asks for a sandwich? When a girl says "fix my car" or "fix my computer", we don't clam it's sexist. We fix their shit cause we're good at it. They're good at making sandwiches. Next time a girl asks us to fix their shit, we're just going to get offended and go "fix your own shit". Let's see who gets hurt more, us men without a sandwich or them without a car.
Real friends.
geleeeezy:
Real friends will always have your back no matter what. They’ll accept you for who you are. They’ll understand the type of person you are, inside and out. They’ll be straight up with you, and not talk behind your back/back stab you. They’ll be there for you when you really need someone the most. It’s hard to find friends like those.
bloodfleshbones:
xvxavier:
If you’re a “nice guy” to a girl up until you realize she doesn’t want to date you, then go on about how she’s a cold shrew that friendzoned you and how no girls date nice guys, like, nah mate, girls do date nice guys. You just aren’t a nice guy. You’re a passive aggressive beta with internalized misogyny and a serious victim complex.
Anonymous asked: who r ur bffs?
jesuschapstick:
there’s a special place in hell for people who don’t close your door when they leave the room when your door was originally closed
This is why I don't take naps.
expectations: I'm just going to take a quick power nap and I'll wake up refreshed and energized
reality: passed out cold for five hours solid, wake up not knowing what day it is or what the last meal you ate was
The five stages of running
An hour before running: I don't wanna run today.
5 minutes before running: I'm pumped! Let's do this!
While running: Can't breathe... Must keep going... Run to the rhythm of my music... Don't die...
5 minutes after running: Everything's awesome! I love running! I could run for the rest of my life!
An hour after running: I. Am going. To die.