Via Death by Lulz
(via afternoonsnoozebutton)
| Mom: | happy birthday! |
| Me: | Thanks mom! Love ya! |
| Mom: | you know jon bennet ramsey was your age. |
| Me: | Went to a gymnastics meet and it was again awesome! |
| Dad: | Love that you’re trying new things. By new things, I mean non-sex and drug things. |
k:where are you in florida?
t: st. petersburg
k: see last time i was in st pete i got salminela poisoning and spent the entire time throwing up and battling elderly jews in supermarkets for pepto bismol and water.
| Mom: | Have you ever noticed how much garbanzo beans look like little butts? Like being mooned by soup |
— George Carlin, regarding the “Pro-Life” movement (via artist125)
(Source: trottoirspeciales, via lipsbetweenthehips)
I no longer need you to fuck me as hard as I hate myself.
Make love to me
like you know I am better than the worst thing I ever did.
Go slow.
I’m new to this
but I have seen nearly every city from a rooftop without jumping.
I have realized the moon did not have to be full for us to love it.
We are not tragedies
stranded here beneath it.
If my heart really broke every time I fell from love
I’d be able to offer you confetti by now
but hearts don’t break, y’all,
they bruise and get better.
We were never tragedies.
We were emergencies.
You call 9 – 1 – 1.
Tell them I’m havin’ a fantastic time.
— Buddy Wakefield (via handgrenade2)
(via lipsbetweenthehips)
| Dad: | I’ll take you and mom to dinner tonight if you both clean up and look presentable for a man of my stature. Otherwise, leftovers. |