We’re adults, but, like…adult cats. Someone should probably take care of us, but we can sort of make it on our own.

— my roommate, on the question “are we adults” (via disjunct)
pharmawhat:

Now this here folks is where you find humanity.
awwww-cute:

We have a stage 5 clinger
ddarkahn:

"wow it’s my fuckin’ birthday and you bring me this tiny excuse for a cake go shove this shit up your ass you dumb bitch”

cumberbitch-freebitch:

otterparade:

cityofbadass:

Do you ever wonder about how an author would describe you in a novel? Not only your appearance but the way you talk and laugh and hold yourself and all the expressions on your face?

“And then there’s this asshole”

cantforgetthoseblueeyes:

♥
pet-grief:

Georgia O’KeeffeNude Series xii, edit

morondeluxe:

not feeling good enough in literally every aspect of my life gets so fucking old.