We are star stuff.
dreadhead
im kinda cool i guess
How the Logic of "Friendzoning" Would Work If Applied in Other Instances:
| *Man walks into a store and finds employee* | |
| Man: | Alright, I've had enough. Why haven't you guys hired me?! |
| Employee: | Uh...well sir, when did you put in your application? |
| Man: | I never filled out an application. |
| Employee: | Well sir, we can't consider you for employment if you've never filled out an application. |
| Man: | No, that's bullshit, because I've been coming here for years now, and every single time I tell you all how much I love this store and how much I appreciate your customer service, unlike some of your other customers might I add! |
| Employee: | Well, but that doesn't- |
| Man: | AND I even told you that I didn't have a job! |
| Employee: | But sir, that doesn't indicate to us that you would like a job at our store. And again, if you've never filled out an application, we can't consider you. Besides, we're not hiring. |
| Man: | OH! Not hiring, HA! What a laugh. I see your store go through seasonal workers all the time. They come and go like nothing, but you won't consider me as a part-time employee even though I KNOW you've been looking for workers to fill positions? That's insane! |
| Employee: | Sir, we've been looking to hire a few people for management positions. Do you have any management experience? |
| Man: | Well no, but what does that matter? |
| Employee: | ...Well sir, that's what we're looking for. You won't be suitable for the position without management experience. |
| Man: | Oh that's such a load of crap. You know, you'll be waiting around a long time for a manager if you don't lower your standards a little. Who cares if someone knows how to manage a store? I LOVE this store and I'm willing to work here, that's all that should matter to you. |
| Employee: | That...doesn't make any sense. |
| Man: | NO! I'm done. This is over. From now on, no more Mr. Nice Guy. |
| Employee: | |
| Man: | |
| Employee: | |
| Man: | Fuck you, slut. |
The Brief Two Seconds After You Ruin Everything, Clementine von Radics (via prettypeachpeonies)
(via moll-eisanelf)
After you learn every story your mother told you
caught hard in the back of her throat.After your sister finally tells you what happened the night
you didn’t pick up the phone.After the picture frames, the wine glass, and your vows
lay broken on the floor.After you remember every racist thing you said as a small
town white teenager. After you realize that no amount of
present day enlightenment will make those words unsaid.After you accept there are things you will never know
about your father or the man you love. After you accept
that each reminds you of the other. After the night they
met and shook guitar-calloused hands, staring each other
down with matching blue eyes.After he asks you to marry him, and you say “Not yet.”
After you find your underwear in the dark curves of a
stranger’s sheets and leave before sunrise. After you,
sobbing, confess what you’ve done, and he does not
forgive you.There is shame. There is fear. And there is this dizzying
freedom.
reasons not to kill yourself
- chicken tender
- the billionth number of pi is 9
- it’s not gay if it’s on the moon
- sponges feel cool
- highdeas.com
- joe biden
- the letter Q
- dirt
Some of these are legitimately calming.
(via radioactivesquidwoman)
*on my deathbed*
nurse: do you have any last words
me: i………..regret……being so……m…..mean………and heartless…………….
*the light goes out of my eyes*
*a small piece of paper falls out of my hand*
*the paper says one word only*
“sike”
(via radioactivesquidwoman)
Vladimir Nabokov, Lolita (via catholicschoolprincess)
this book.
(via aziamonaewazowski)
I looked and looked at her, and I knew, as clearly as I know that I will die, that I loved her more than anything I had ever seen or imagined on earth. She could fade and wither - I didn’t care. I would still go mad with tenderness at the mere sight of her face.
can i still be punk if i’ve been crying for four straight hours
(via aziamonaewazowski)
