If you’d rather go to a club than a museum, you deserve to be unhappy.
museum? what the fuck is in a museum? they got bitches in museums? alive bitches?
How about you go to a club if that’s what you wanna do
and you go to a museum if that’s what you wanna do
because we all deserve to be happy
which way does a cyclops wing their eyeliner
tumblr user greenhoused is asking the real questions
It doesn’t matter, because Nobody is going to criticize their makeup.
WAS THAT A MOTHER FRACKING ODYSSEY PUN
Well, it wasn’t a motherfucking Oedipus pun, that’s for sure.
I think I’ve found my favorite post
there are fewer things harder in life than watching all of your friends hook up and get boy/girlfriends and you’re just kinda sitting there by yourself
I’m still on tumblr because I want to see if we’ll ever drop the bar lower than thinking we could have infinite chocolate, if you ate it in a certain way
i live in constant struggle between “you’re wrong” and “but i don’t want to start shit.”
by day i am just a regular loser, by night i am the same loser only it’s nighttime