it's like a depressing jazzercise.

May 26

beyoncebeytwice:

when attractive people compliment me on things i get suspicious because remember when regina george complimented that one girl on her skirt

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May 25

Excuse my language, but my Meemaw is a badass.

Excuse my language, but my Meemaw is a badass.

That’s a good dream… except, you don’t want to be on the Zambesi Zelda. 

That’s a good dream… except, you don’t want to be on the Zambesi Zelda. 

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Thanks. and YES

cat-xion said: You’re allowed to be sappy and gross, distance sucks

yourfiancebeyonce:

my mom posted this on my facebook wall because i dont want to go to the zoo with her

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it's like a depressing jazzercise.: yahoocommentary: pleasehitonme: STOP IT WITH THE ADDS, YAHOO THIS IS... -

yahoocommentary:

pleasehitonme:

yahoocommentary:

pleasehitonme:

STOP IT WITH THE ADDS, YAHOO

THIS IS WHY I LEFT MYSPACE

okay

if you want Tumblr to survive

it needs to advertise

the company has no other real way of generating revenue

it’s not Yahoo’s fault

advertising is inevitable

ssshhhhhhhh

I don’t even…

omfg I can’t.

NEITHER CAN I

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i hate being sappy and gross, but I don’t know where else I can say this besides in my journal and i’ve filled pages and pages of it. 

i miss steve. 

so much. 

it’s so hard to meet someone and know that you are meant to spend the rest of your lives together. to see him every day and hold his hand and kiss his face. for six months and then, all of a sudden, you’re over 1200 miles away. 

it sucks. 

i hate it. 

i can’t wait for the day that i’ll get to wake up knowing that i get to see him every single day, but for now. it sucks. it just fucking sucks. 

i’m hurting tonight. 

May 24

tonight, I am going to get drunk with my grandparents and sing some country karaoke with the 80 year olds of Cleburne… YEEHAW


Last night, my university gave an honorary master’s degree to the service dog who sat through every one of his owner’s classes. He dressed appropriately for the ceremony.

Last night, my university gave an honorary master’s degree to the service dog who sat through every one of his owner’s classes. He dressed appropriately for the ceremony.

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