so I got into grad school today with my shitty 2.8 gpa and the moral of the story is reblog those good luck posts for the love of god
for adults, good kids and convenient kids are the same thing
IF WE LOSE POWER I’M QUITTING
JUST GIVE ME 20 FUCKIN MINUTES FOR MY CHICKEN NUGGETS TO COOK PLEASE
please
me, incorrect: everyone is probably sick of me drawing this character by now...
my inner voice, wise: ah, but this cannot be... because I am part of "everyone"... and until I am sick of drawing them... it will not be everyone
me, opening a new blank canvas: ur so right
the vet measured junta on sunday, and as we were leaving the assistant said “he wrote down the measurements for you” and passed me this
i love student housing. i’m in the common room waiting for a friend and there’s some dude crying on the couch w a bunch of his friends around him and i can only hear bits and pieces but someone asked him “who gets the minecraft server if you guys break up?” and he started crying harder and a 3rd person reached over to smack the guy who asked it on the back of the head
image i am in love with
Safety tips #6: It watches over you. It looms in the distance. It keeps its eye on you. It’s never out of sight, nor out of mind. It’s always in earshot. It’s always watching. It’s always listening. Its movies are unclear. Its movements are unpredictable. It doesn’t seem to like you very much.