Send Me No Flowers

Sometimes I use words in conversation that I know people won’t know the meaning of to express how much I viscerally dislike them.

And because I have a vocabulary bigger than a 6th grader’s.

Unlike my ex.



…then I realized I actually complained because multiple men told me what they liked most about me was my intelligence. I am an imbecile. 

And very much a product of the culture I was raised in.

THANKS.



cameronclarke:

HOUUUUUSEEEEE

AND THE OFFICCCEEEEEE



jpgay:

me flirting: if you were a cheeto you’d be a hot cheeto 

(via saviginda)



googlehomie:

ahh school… *inhales deeply* the sweet smell of a flawed education system and high stress levels

(Source: slydigger, via stillbrightstillcolorful)



poutyowl:

i am perfectly fine with having other people sit on my lap but i can’t sit on other people’s laps because i’m always paranoid that i’d crush them and they’d diE

(Source: magentamayhem, via stillbrightstillcolorful)



“I looked at everyone and wondered where they came from, and who they missed, and what they were sorry for.”

Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close (Jonathan Safran Foer)

(Source: wordsthat-speak, via stillbrightstillcolorful)





“That’s all anyone wants from anyone else, not love itself but the knowledge that love is there.”

Jonathan Safran Foer (via durianquotes)

(via stillbrightstillcolorful)



wild-lion:

I think it’s funny that people who treat you like shit get offended when you finally do the same to them

(Source: bl-eehh, via dogesexual)