For your Friday, I give you a frog in a dish garden.
I would pretend to be a flat-earther just for the chance to take that trip!
Someone should create a reality TV format where leading thinkers of the flat earth society are taken to space and have them explain what they see
Gotta keep moving or the other part will catch me...
High-functioning anxiety sounds like…
You’re not good enough. You’re a bad friend. You’re not good at your job. You’re wasting time. You’re a waste of time. Your boyfriend doesn’t love you. You’re so needy. What are you doing with yourself? Why would you say that? What if they hate it? Why can’t you have your shit together? You’re going to get anxious and because you’re going to get anxious, you’re going to mess everything up. You’re a fraud. Just good at faking it. You’re letting everybody down. No one here likes you.
All the while, it appears perfectly calm.
It’s always looking for the next outlet, something to channel the never-ending energy. Writing. Running. List-making. Mindless tasks (whatever keeps you busy). Doing jumping jacks in the kitchen. Dancing in the living room, pretending it’s for fun, when really it’s a choreographed routine of desperation, trying to tire out the thoughts stuck in your head.
And it's probably chocolate!
Revenge is a dish best served cold. Revenge is sweet. Revenge is probably ice-cream.
You mean to imply there are people who don't?!
Does anyone else have a box in your house full of “mystery cords.” Cords that you have no idea what they do or what they are for, but you are too scared to throw them out just in case they are important .
We’ve been without phone and Internet at work for two days now. The Verizon network guy is in our server room, trying to figure out what the problems are and I overhear him on his phone: “hello? hello? can you hear me now?”
It’s me your lizard friend
Eeee!!! I love my little lizard friend!!
What the actual fick?!
Tbh we should get rid of the electoral college
I was about 4 and said to my dad, "Screw you!" He wheeled on me with ferocity unforeseen and I couldn't figure out why...I thought it meant using a screwdriver. I mean, he said it all the time; what else could he have been talking about?
story time: i taught my little cousin her first longer word when she was very young. i taught her to say “tax benefits”. and to this day my aunt still doesn’t know where she got it from, but it was a hilarious sight to see a little toddler waddling around the house, wearing a big diaper, all the while yelling “TAX BENEFITS!!!!”
Well, that was fun!