illusoryacid:

oliviatheelf:

I never even knew this and I’ve fed bread to ducks multiple times! D: Definitely reblog this so everyone knows! 

POOR DUCKS OMG.

I PROMISE TO NEVER EVER FEED YOU BREAD EVER.

Reblogging only for the other options that I never thought of. I don’t see wild ducks living purely on bread though. Getting fat on it at the right park sure.

I know my potty mouth makes me sound like an illiterate street thug most of the time but when I see some slut post shit like #nerdsonly #nerdsrcool #loveyouriq etc. and I just caught the bitch not knowing who the fuck Jackie Robinson was the other day it makes my blood boil.

Jesus, I totally thought the new girl was someone’s girlfriend hanging out in the back till I recognized her as the newb without her glasses. I told her just that but didn’t mean it in a mean way. Still don’t know her name.

I think my boss hired a new girl tonight. I say, “I think,” cause she hasn’t told us shit nor bothered to introduce her to us. At one point she asked if I wanted her to answer the phone and what I wanted to say was, “Who the fuck even are you?!” I hope she can draw, isn’t a bitch or a crybaby cause she ain’t that pretty on the eyes.

irnbruiser:

accioharo:

surlelac:

#there are films about dogs #and books about dogs #and entire television series about dogs #and not a one of them will ever explain dogs #as well as this one scene in this one kids movie that is not even strictly about dogs #explains dogs

Dug is the single most accurate portrayal of a dog in anything ever. 

I literally almost cried just looking at the gif set. This is why dogs are best.

I still haven’t seen this, need to cause every clip I’ve seen of the dog makes me giddy.

I love finding new little girls claiming online. Gives me hope somewhat. But if you’re somewhere in fucking Iowa and are into that ACAB business, honey child please! You’re 15, have never had a serious run in with the law, i can tell from your pics your not bad off, quit being a skinhead-please-all with that shit. All cops are NOT bastards. ACANB, maybe I needs it tattooed but my mind doesn’t work like that.

I love being so tattooed to the point I have a hard time seeing bruises through them. Hands and knuckles especially, obviously.

I get it, you’re jealous as all get out cause it looks like I do whatever I feel like. That’s because I’ve earned it, and I work my ass off and take care of my business all the time but you’re never here to even see that so excuse me if I give no shits about how you feel when you can’t even work 2 hours a week!

I don’t understand how my mom did it. Put herself through college, helped put an unfaithful husband through college, raised children on her own, balanced our lives with hers, handled business, payed bills, encouraged us, made us strong. I see so many people who can’t do this. I don’t even have kids thank god. Everyone wants my problems to not be as important as theirs well fuck that my problems should be my priority, not worrying about them. Just not up for this shit this week.