hey everybody who’s in high school rn, in less than ten years its literally going to feel like a bad dream. like its not gonna feel even vaguely real. hang in there
i am fed UP. everyone is reblogging this with the first picture oNLY, UNaware that there is a second picture of the VERY PUP in the background of the first pic.
I’m not friends with you because you serve a purpose to me, I’m friends with you because I just like you. That is to say, there is no one who can do what you do for me because what you do for me is just be you
i felt my hair and there’s a whole fucking stick in there and I was like??? so I stopped one of my classmates and she said “oh there’s a whole bunch a’ leaves too let me get them” but the stick is so tangled into my braid I have to wait to get home to take my braid out to get it out and I went back into work and said “so did none of y’all notice there’s a stick in my hair or did you just decide not to say anything” and my boss said “oh…I thought it was on purpose…I thought it looked nice…I liked the leaves.”
I love raccoons but if one more tears up my garage and harasses my chickens I’m gonna relocate them all to baskin Robbins.
the raccoons will 100% thrive at a baskin robbins, within a week theyll have a society set up and in a month theyll have communism.
free ice cream for every raccoon
I feel like I just walked into my back yard at 11:26pm, half awake, and discovered that the raccoons that have been throwing barbecue chips around my yard have built and franchised a Baskin Robbins ice cream shop and now they have to bulldoze my house to build a Panda Express. The photoshop is exquisite is what I mean to say.
