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politicalhexkitten:

Tbh money would solve all of my problems right now like I could move out and pay for school and take care of my mental health and overall I would just be happy and in a better place so I get really annoyed when people are like “money can’t make you happy” uh you obviously never experienced financial instability and dependence so please shut the fuck up you pretentious shit.

(via raychle)

You’re born with a ton of fucks to give, so you spend them like a kid with a credit card. You give fucks about your friends, about your grades, about your fashion sense, about strangers’ opinions. You give way too many fucks about way too many things. You have so many. Then, as you get older, you have maybe 10 fucks per month, so you learn to budget them. You allocate fucks to family and career, but there aren’t enough fucks to give to the newest fads. Oh, someone at work has something they need my help with that’s outside my job title? I’ll do my best to allocate some fucks, but this month is pretty tight. Then, as you get even older, you’re down to 1-2 fucks per month, and those fucks are pretty damn precious. You give them to your family and your hobbies and your job, and that’s kinda it. It’s not your fault – fucks expire too quickly. I would’ve liked to save my fucks from when I was younger but I can’t. Then, you hit fuck insolvency. You’re getting like 1 fuck a year, and you have to make it last. So you go without, and even previously fuck-worthy things, you just can’t give a fuck. Some people run out really quickly, Some people have a fuck trust fund that pays out a decent amount even into old age. But at some point, the fuck faucet runs completely dry and you’re out of fucks to give. It’s just basic Fuckonomics.

-Unknown English Teacher (via swarthyvillain)

I’ve never read anything more fucking true in my whole fucking life. 

Fuck.

(via robinade)

Well if this isn’t fucking meta…I don’t know what is.

(via spookychan)

It’s just basic Fuckonomics

(via exsequar)

I can definitely feel my supply of fucks diminishing.

(via sean-p3)

I’m running on empty

(via stuff-that-irks-me)

(via raychle)

myindiangenocide:

how many chainz could 2 chainz chain if 2 chainz could chain chainz

(Source: stay-at-home-doge, via raychle)

amphetamine-angel:

zaksphc:

My future kid

Oink oink

amphetamine-angel:

zaksphc:

My future kid

Oink oink

(Source: humortrain, via raychle)

Try to imagine a life without timekeeping. You probably can’t. You know the month, the year, the day of the week. There is a clock on your wall or the dashboard of your car. You have a schedule, a calendar, a time for dinner or a movie. Yet all around you, timekeeping is ignored. Birds are not late. A dog does not check its watch. Deer do not fret over passing birthdays. Man alone measures time. Man alone chimes the hour. And, because of this, man alone suffers a paralyzing fear that no other creature endures. A fear of time running out. Mitch Albom, The Time Keeper (via lazypacific)

(via asvprock)

fulmadz:

I have like 277262 kisses saved up for you

(via greetings)

lilcoffee:

body positive

(via illestflow)

Heart break isnt always sad songs at 2am. It isnt always insomnia because the pain is keeping me awake . Sometimes its saturday morning and i’m trying to enjoy my favorite cereal then you cross my mind and i get this big rush of sadness .. this empty feeling and im no longer hungry. Sometimes its laughing at something funny than , thinking of you and not finding anything funny anymore . Sometimes its having a great day than remembering you didnt get to enjoy it with me. Sometimes its getting good news then knowing you wont get to hear it , sometimes its meeting someone new , and being treated the way i wanted you to treat me for so long that really eats me up inside (via asdfghjkl-fangirl)

(via raychle)