holding in a fart all day and finally getting home


I kind of like that choked-up feeling… the kind where you feel the tears building up behind the floodgates of your eyes. They feel like dams bursting at the seams. One more emotionally charged positive thought and the dam will let go every god damn feeling you’ve ever felt. 

But I like it. I like it when I’m driving down the street to get to work and all I can think about is stupidly happy moments that make me want to cry. 

It sure as hell feels better than the sad ones. 

learning to love yourself is hard. 


my heart says yes but my bank balance says no

(Source: sassykardashian)

you wanna see a disaster?


play the cha cha slide around a bunch of white folks and wait until the part where the dude goes “cha cha now real smooth”