Think I’m rude?
Think I’m ugly?
Think I’m an idiot?
From now on, I shall just bask in my own awesomeness, and all will be well.
Think I’m rude?
Think I’m ugly?
Think I’m an idiot?
From now on, I shall just bask in my own awesomeness, and all will be well.
(Source: ohmygigi, via prince16greg)
Theses are the cutest shoes ever
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There are certain types of people in the world that just piss me off to no end. The type of people that come up to you and ask you for advice. And then when you give them advice they don’t take the advice. They just come back to you a week later and they’re like “I cant believe how everything turned out so wrong.” You want to know why everything turned out wrong? Because you didn’t take my advice and your fuckin’ stupid. That’s what went wrong. You didn’t listen to me.
The other type of person are those fuckin insignificant assholes, who just have to validate themselves by being in a relationship. Get over the girlfriend, get over the boyfriend, or whatever the fuck you’re crying over, and live fuckin’ life.
People who stalk their ex-girlfriends particularly piss me off. What the fuck is wrong with these people? Don’t you have better thigns to do in life than be emotionally attached to somebody who hates your guts? Do something with your life, find a hobby. You know? Jeez. You know how many videogames out there that you could be playing?
At the very least shoot yourself. Get yourself out of society, nobody wants to deal with a stalker.
Other types of people that I hate, people who ruin your favorite diner. Ya know, the type of person that you are usually friends with until they end up going to the diner and end up dating a waitress there, and then having some kind of weird relationship and everytime you go into the diner theres that weird vibe in the air. People like this really need food poisoning. I am so sick of these fucking bastards ruining my favorite spots.
Another type of person I particularly hate, are those fucking old asses with the slicked back hair that go to bars and shit like that on Friday, Saturday, Sunday night and see if they can pick up chicks and all they do is walk around with their fucking velvety shirts with their dumbass fat hairy chest exposed to the world, as if they were the sexiest thing on the face of the earth. You know what? You’re a middle-age loser, either throw yourself in front of traffic, or overdose, please. Time for some re-evaluation of one’s life.
I also dislike people who all they do is talk about their problems with their insignificant other. You know what? I don’t care about your fuckin’ relationship problems Nobody wants to hear about how your girlfriend doesn’t like you or how your boyfriend is ignoring you. Nobody cares. It only pertains to your own little world, and nobody really, ever wants to hear it. Shut your mouth, choke on your food, and die.
You ever have a good friend and then you go out someplace and they always gotta bring their fuckin’ girlfriend, and the girlfriend turns out to be somebody you just want to kill. I mean really kill. Like jump up and down and kill. And then fuckin chop their body into 15 different parts and flush the various parts down the toilet and bury the others and the other ones get thrown in the sewer. You know, the type of person where their parents should’ve had an abortion before they even walked the earth. You know, that kinda crap. These type of fuckin’ pieces of crap really just need to be killed with some piano wire around the throat. I can’t take it anymore.
I also can’t stand people who sit at home and listen to Every Rose Has It’s Thorn like it’s the world’s most depressing song. One, the song sucks. Two, you’re fucking pathetic for listening to it. Take the CD out, crack it in half, and then slit your wrist with the broken pieces. It’s over. They’re done. You’re done. Kill yourself.
And in closing, ya know, it’s just shit like this that pisses me off, it’s these types of people that have no inner soul, no nothing, that just revolve around their own pathetic little world with no consideration for what’s going on around them. They have no sense or grasp of reality, and really need to be taken off of the face of this earth. They have no substance, they have no control over themselves, and they really need to be put to sleep, permenantely.
Thank you for listening
SetBabiesOnFire: Instead of insisting that people eat healthier.. -
Everyone’s just making obesity seem like it’s less of a problem than it really is.
‘Oh, yeah.. no.. love your body, it’s fine. Nothing wrong with it.’
Until you die of clogged arteries or what-have-you. I’m probably going to lose followers because many people might take this the wrong way.. I’m NOT saying to lose weight because it’ll make you more attractive. I’m saying lose weight because it’ll make you healthier, it’ll have an impact - believe it or not - on your friends and family too to start eating better when they see you’re eating healthier. Diabetes, clogged arteries, heart disease, osteoarthritis, liver disease, infertility… Save your self the trouble later. Eat like you give a damn now.
Don’t wish you lost the weight, actually lose it. Don’t just tell yourself that you’re happy with how you look. That’s great and all, you should be comfortable with yourself.. but I think, as corny as it sounds, a healthier you is a happier you.
I agree but as a fat person most fat people who go to lose weight don’t think of the external benfits at first. We think of it as getting thinner and being prettier. When you are made fun of for being overweight, the stuff that you can’t see you tend not to think about it. You just want to fix what you can see.
I have lost a ton of weight and my first motivation wasn’t for me to be healthier it was because I thought of my self to be fat and ugly and way to fix that would be to get skinny. I have then changed the way I think but that just the way it is.
No kids at school teased me because my blood perssure was high and no guy did find me attractive because my arties were clogged. You can see thse and you aren’t teased about them. You are tease if you are fat and because you an see your fatty deposits de-clogging yourself but you can see your stomach getting smaller.
Our generation’s main focus is always on external attributes. We get older and we see that fixing how the internal part of you is working will affect how you look on the outside.
In order to try and fix your your going have to accept they way you look first. Then you will be able to face yourself realically and see what needs fixing, what you need to leave alone and what you are capable of doing. Once you love it you will take care of it. So getting over weight people to love their bodies id good but just don’t stop there.
(via 1-800-cyberslutz)
Barbie’s shirt looks so soft!
Hey, that mirror is so pretty!
Wow, Her Back Yard Is Beautiful!
That’s a weird place for a mirror!
Look at that toilet. thats one clean toilet.
Her makeup looks fabulous
Are you fucking kidding me? You guys are looking at THAT? Holy fuck open your eyes kids. I mean jesus christ, why the fuck would you have lettuce in the bathroom?
Wow. Seriously, your bathroom is so un-organized Barbie. CLEAN UP YOU DIRTY BITCH.
toilet’s blocked.
Oh look, a lemon.
I wonder if the fish on the window ledge has a name…
she has a waterfall in her garden lucky bitch
why are there no curtain in her bathroom?
So Barbie’s gone all gangsta
(via 1-800-cyberslutz)
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Damn girl !! <3.
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But he keeps coming back. Just when I feel so confident that I’m over him. Just when I feel that big weight lift off of me, I get a phone call. Its tearing me up. I love him. I always will but I refuse to be IN love with him. What ended was for a reason, as everything does happen for a reason. The trust will never return fully. The love we once had will never be the same. I’m trying to move on but these sudden popups are making this something of a challenge. *sigh* I want to find love, but not with him.
You’re kinda, basically, pretty much, sort of, always on my mind.
I don’t know where you came from, but please don’t leave.