I’m just so over the immaturity of making fun of other people in any aspect. Like I’m not gonna lie I used to find some of it funny, like those initial judgements you make without thinking. It’s so common for people to take pics of others and make comments about them that…


Being the Cool Girl means I am a hot, brilliant, funny woman who adores football, poker, dirty jokes, and burping, who plays video games, drinks cheap beer, loves threesomes and anal sex[…]Cool Girls never get angry; they only smile in a chagrined, loving manner and let their men do whatever they want. “Go ahead, shit on me, I don’t mind, I’m the Cool Girl.”

Men actually think this girl exists. Maybe they’re fooled because so many women are willing to pretend to be this girl. For a long time Cool Girl offended me. I used to see men — friends, coworkers, strangers — giddy over these awful pretender women, and I’d want to sit these men down and calmly say: You are not dating a woman, you are dating a woman who has watching too many movies written by socially awkward men who like to believe this woman exists and might kiss them.


Gone Girl, Gillian Flynn (via missespeon)

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A Day To Remember // If It Means a Lot To You

Hey darling, I hope you’re good tonight,
I know you don’t feel right when I’m leaving. 
Yeah, I want it but no, I don’t need it. 
Tell me something sweet to get me by.

there is so much #teamnocheats and #nocheatoctober on my fucking dash and it’s like NO.

do you understand how destructive that is? or how potentially destructive?? are you fucking kidding me? first off, eating food, no matter what it consists of, should never warrant the word “cheating”. you are NOT cheating yourself. you’re eating fucking food. sure, it may not be the best choice, but sometimes indulging a bit IN MODERATION is the HEALTHIEST thing you can do for yourself. secondly, do you know what is going to happen when someone who is participating trips up, orrrr completely gives in and binges on junk?? they are going to feel completely defeated. they are going to feel fucking worse than before
and you know what else happens? life. people are going to feel they have to deprive themselves of certain things and exclude and miss out (on say a slice of birthday cake) which sets them up for a potential eating disorder. take it from me, it’s so easy to create a bad relationship with food and so hard to unlearn it. don’t do it. it’s not fun.

so FUCK your #nocheatoctober.


Muscle is created by repeatedly lifting things that have been designed to weigh us down. So when your shoulders feel heavy, stand up straight and lift your chin – call it exercise. When the world crumbles around you, you have to look at the wreckage and then build a new one out of all the pieces that are still here. Remember, you are still here.

The human heart beats approximately four thousand times per hour. Each pulse, each throb, each palpitation is a trophy engraved with the words ‘You are still alive.’

You are still alive.

Act like it.


Rudy Francisco, Complainers (via brattylifts)

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omg tho club soda is so friggen good like a can is not nearly enough i down that shit in 5 seconds i need a dozen 2litres in my fridge like really tho

"You’re born with a ton of fucks to give, so you spend them like a kid with a credit card. You give fucks about your friends, about your grades, about your fashion sense, about strangers’ opinions. You give way too many fucks about way too many things. You have so many. Then, as you get older, you have maybe 10 fucks per month, so you learn to budget them. You allocate fucks to family and career, but there aren’t enough fucks to give to the newest fads. Oh, someone at work has something they need my help with that’s outside my job title? I’ll do my best to allocate some fucks, but this month is pretty tight. Then, as you get even older, you’re down to 1-2 fucks per month, and those fucks are pretty damn precious. You give them to your family and your hobbies and your job, and that’s kinda it. It’s not your fault – fucks expire too quickly. I would’ve liked to save my fucks from when I was younger but I can’t. Then, you hit fuck insolvency. You’re getting like 1 fuck a year, and you have to make it last. So you go without, and even previously fuck-worthy things, you just can’t give a fuck. Some people run out really quickly, Some people have a fuck trust fund that pays out a decent amount even into old age. But at some point, the fuck faucet runs completely dry and you’re out of fucks to give. It’s just basic Fuckonomics."

-Unknown English Teacher (via swarthyvillain)

I’ve never read anything more fucking true in my whole fucking life. 


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I actually really love this analogy.

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This is the best explanation I can find for what happened when I turned 30.

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coffeebreathandmorningkisses (via holy-m0ly)

ayesha this is so accurate lol I don’t even know what to do with myself

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I’m fuck bankrupt. Fuckrupt.

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