Am I the only one that gets really sad when I see many fan dad? I look at them when I’m driving in try to imagine how cool and how badass they were before they had to get a minivan to keep the wife happy. Do any dads actually go up to the wife and say oh hey honey we should go get a minivan? Yes, I know I’m stereotyping. I’m so sorry if your dad panties are in such a bunch that you can’t handle someone poking fun. No I am not specifically talking to anyone in particular. But you really don’t ever see any dads driving around in minivan so they actually look happy.
Just an observation.
Everyone at my office knows I’m stressed. I’m unhappy and miserable. I have no other friends outside of work. When I explain to my them that I need support, help they do exactly what I would expect them to do. Leave me sitting the back of my office, alone, while all four of them go to Chipotle. So yeah, great fucking friends.
I’m back in a residential neighborhood now. I like looking into other peoples windows to see what they have on TV, or what kind of furniture they have. Sometimes when I pass a real nice place, I walk by much more slowly so I can imagine if their life is really better than mine, or if its in shambles too. Its hard to read peoples lives through a window.
And taking off for a walk in flip flops at 9 p.m. Was probably not my brightest idea of the day.But hey! Exercise!! And I’m walking on a busy street in the dark by myself and I’m just waiting for somebody to scream and throw something at me out of their car. And for some reason there’s a miniature vodka bottle on the ground about every 20 to 30 feet or so that I walked which is only fueling my desire to get shitface drunk and not give a shiy about life just for one day.
So if I bought my daughter replacement eyeglasses online from Zenni Optical, then where do i take them so they can adjust the arms and everything?
I have a scar on my heel that I had Long forgot about. Upon noticing it tonight, I remembered how it happened. I was sleeping on a couch out in the garage, and I was coming down from probably several days of meth use. I don’t remember going out there to sleep, but I awoke from severe pain on my heel. Turns out I had left a lamp on with no shade, and it was a standard incandescent bulb. I was in such a deep state of sleep, that I had moved and rested my foot on the bulb, and the bulb was searing the skin off my heel. It had been on the bulb for so long that it was past the point of blister and had burned a hole through several layers of my flesh. It was weeks before I could wear closed-heel shoes again, but It eventually scabbed over and healed. Its a painful reminder of who I was, and although I’m healed, I’m still scarred. But so thankful I have these reminders to keep me grounded, because I know I’ll always be vulnerable to fall back into that difficult life.
I’m generally not a fan of Paris Hilton, however, I LOVE this haircut, even though it is on her head.
And yes, I know the 2nd pic is not her. I love that cut and color also.
I’m hawngray for change.
Never forget what our freedom cost. I will never forget my men who gave the last full measure of devotion. Please keep all of them in your memories as well.
Always reblog when it comes across my dash.
Surprisingly low number of notes. So sad when gifs of cats get more attention than the brave men and women who gave their lives for this country.
Let’s Set an Awesome Example for all the people in 3rd World Countries with No Clean Drinking Water, by dumping it on our heads for the Internet 👌🇺🇸 (at Hamilton Pool Nature Preserve)
Good point, JJ!!
These german translations are killing me!
I endorse all of these. We need to spice up our everyday chatting, right?
Downloaded to my vocabulary…
Especially Sneeze Paper.
Spray scream is hilarious but potato sticks are already an actual thing, fuckwad.
This is the most fabulous thing ive seen today.