HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO MAKE LIFE CHOICES I STILL COUNT USING MY FINGERS
AND I SING THE WHOLE ALPHABET TO SEE WHAT LETTER COMES NEXT
I STILL HOLD UP BOTH HANDS AND MAKE AN L SHAPE TO REMIND MYSELF OF LEFT AND RIGHT
I STILL HAVE TO THINK OF AN ALLIGATOR EATING THE BIGGER NUMBER TO USE THE < AND > SYMBOLS.
Here’s a serious advice. Even the nicest people have their limits. Don’t try to reach that point because the nicest people are also the scariest assholes when they’ve had enough.
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I was on my feet basically non stop from 4am to 11am. I was able to relax for about 45 minutes before I had to go to my other job. I was on my feet there from 1pm to 8pm without sitting down at all.
So now I am sore all over and my feet are swollen. I thought I would be tired from working so long today but I’m not. I’m just in pain. Hopefully I’m not in as much pain tomorrow cause that would suck.
dear fucking tumblr
this is a fucking bumblebee
this is a fucking bee
this is a fucking hornet
this is a fucking wasp
as you can fucking see the longer their legs are and the less fuzzy they are is equivalent to how fucking evil they fucking are
overhearing a conversation between strangers in which they’re saying something completely wrong and you really feel like correcting them