kosmogrl:

I love the word “innit” british people cooked with that one

datadegroove:

what if I completely ignore the problem

taibhseil:

god help me I’m having thoughts again

jezifster2:

Violence set to happy music will never get old to me. Blood splattering to an 80s pop song is like a sister to me because I’m not allergic to fun.

(via abeedagoat)

please-let-me-be-horny-for-real:

What’s wrong babe? The horrors of reality sinking in again?

(via itslife99)

girlrustcohle:

fuuuuck i just realized that the future idealized version of myself cant exist without current me being the catalyst for change and doing hard things. has anybody heard about this

syn4k:

i like the phrases “it’s not for me,” “it’s not my thing,” and “i’m not the target audience” because they’re the most concise way to express “this thing that you enjoy has merits but idgaf about it” without being aggressive

nikoisme:

I hate it when people ask me what genre of music i listen to because i genuinely have no clue. It’s called Music I Like genre. The best genre out there

(via obriy)

theriverbeyond:

i must not get takeout. takeout is the wallet-killer. takeout is the little-death that brings total obliteration. i will face the kitchen, fridge, and pantry. i will make choices about what to cook and then execute them. when hunger is gone there will be nothing. only i will remain.

(via abeedagoat)

wetheurban:

You deserve a life that feels good for your nervous system. Do whatever it takes to get there.

ricchsmoove-deactivated20250602:

u wanna be happy? u gotta let shit go & let shit be what it is

dafancyuhinspiration:

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scorpionlafemme:

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(via shes-inlove-with-her)

auntymurda:

You gotta make peace with being on bad terms with people you still care about, and also make peace with situations where you knew you did no wrong but was painted as the bad guy anyway. Shit hurts, but it’s life

camtot:

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It’s autumn here but I’m pretending it’s spring in my ceramics 🌱

(via skellydun)