kut klote godver shit fuck kut cholera tering tyfus fuuuuuuuuuuuuck
I really thought my day ended perfectly as I was just getting comfy n cosy in my bed. But then I remembered I was still wearing my bra and I had to re-move all over again and now I can’t get back into the super-comfy-pose. Dammit.
If someone’s dying to lose some body-fat, please send it to me in a package because I keep losing it unwillingly and my ass will disappear as well. Also there’s a giant spider plague on the attic so if you are collecting (miniature)tarantula’s I am willing to give you them for free wrapped up in a toilet-paper, dead.
say aye for me having 10.000 posts. i might be a bit addicted to tumblr
I never realized how much the words Chicken and Kitchen look like each other until my spanish exchange student kept mixing them up.
“your breakfast is in the chicken”
“whats this on my bread?”
happy 420 bitches mwa xx
I think I’m dying (literally)
I could have started studying today but no I’ve been procrastinating since 12 o’clock. Really I found out that after 5 hours of tumblring it gets boring but hey lucky me I got two tumblrs so now i can live for another 5 hours. Also I’m listening to this and my sis is making pancakes for me what a life what a life
I’m reblogging myself yes. I used to have a better blog where my followers would actually talk to me.
I was so bored tonight that I tagged like a lot of my text-post (until 10 months ago) with ‘thoughts’ so if you go here, you can read all my crazy thoughts and sayings and stalk me even more than only watching my face tagged page.
The hardest decision in life is when you have 42 colors of nailpolish and you want to put one on.