guacamoles are a rare form of moles that are only found in the deep, deep forests of cambodia that is why guacamole is so expensive
hm interesting. you learn something new everyday
This has to be the cutest and most adorable thing in history. Ever.
These two really up the bar in the cute off.
Good god why is this cracking me up so much
"i’m sad and idk how to feel better"
"i don’t know what to draw"
"i always mess up"
"BUT I SUCK"
look at this fucking crab. this is so unnecessary why do you need legs that long. how do you even go anywhere. what the fuck
1. Notice that your body is covered in skin
2. Say “Wow I’m skinny”
Congratulations you are now skinny
this changed my life
THE BOY ALREADY HAS LOW SELF ESTEEM YALL AREN’T HELPING
happened. You just stopped. There were
no more phone calls in the middle of the
night when you couldn’t sleep, no more
texts that read, “I miss you.” The only time
you said I was beautiful, was when I asked
if I was. It’s not that I needed your validation,
I just missed hearing it. When you answered
the phone your voice sounded dull, the excuses
were, “I’m tired.” “I don’t feel well.” I never
knew the right words to say until after the
conversation ended, my talking just felt like
crunching leaves under your feet. You’d walk
over me subconsciously, I felt like I was the
gum on the bottom of your shoe. You’d get
rid of me faster than you’d let me stay.
I always held on a little too tight, a little too
long, I guess I was just waiting for the favor
to be returned. But your arms became
cemented to your sides, like walls around
your soul. I became the vines growing up
the bricks, trying to be tall enough to get a
peek of what’s behind them. I never was
tall enough, I never was good enough.
Soon enough the I love you’s just slipped
your mind, you forgot. I stopped noticing
how long it took you to reply, it became
our new normal. The nights we went without
talking, the mornings that went without the
good, the days we talked for five minutes, it
was all normal. You stopped. So, I’ll stop.
Or at least, I’ll try.."
i.c. // "you stopped loving me" (via delicatepoetry)
Daily Show correspondent Michael Che tries to find a safe place to report from.