fuckyeahtxtposts:

i walk into the bank and up to the counter “yes what can i do for you” the lady asks “motherlode” i reply and instantly i have $50,000 in my hand

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andyvantageous:

have u ever accidently opened photobooth and had your natural expression staring back at you

it’s horrible

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my new school is horrid. :(

Had my first day of school and it kinda sucked. Well, I knew I was going to be a loner… again.

Listen to Stars by Grace Potter and the Nocturnals if you haven’t already! It’s brilliant!

A lot of people suffer from low self esteem - me too. And it absolutely hurts when someone makes a comment about your Achilles heel. Probably the only thing that’s worse than that is when you mention how this comment hurt you and someone tell you to ‘toughen up’ or something along those lines. The truth of the matter is that it’s never easy to do that.

I struggle with being wrong or ‘not good enough.’ There is nothing I hate more than when people tell me that I’m not doing something right. By this I don’t mean being told I’m wrong in studies or work or those kind of things. You know that moment when someone who has no clue what you are really doing comes up and criticises you? That.

I’m also an utter perfectionist. I have a compulsive need to do things ‘correctly’ or rather, how I perceive correct to be. Someone pronounces a word wrongly, I’m correcting them. The same goes for a miscalculation, spelling mistake etc. Because of this I have a lot of expectations for myself. An A is considered ‘okay’ for me and a B is ‘disastrous’. At the same time, if a friend gets a B on a test I reassure her. This double standard really got me thinking as to why it was okay for her to get a B and not myself. And the answer is simple - my expectations for myself and my expectations for her were different. So what I did with this nugget of information is try to stop the constant comparison I do. Just because I felt a B was a decent grade for her, doesn’t mean she felt that way.

Being the academic overacheiver (awards from the 2nd grade onward) I haven’t spent a day being the so called ‘dumb kid’ but I would absolutely want to. What is their perspective on a B? How do they feel when I complain about it? Is it irritation or a feeling that the smart kid finally knows what it feels like to get bad grades?

Some mysteries are meant to be.

zombikki:

veganasfuck:

how many “friend-zoned” guys does it take to change a light bulb? None they’ll just compliment it and get pissed when it won’t screw. 

this is the best joke ever

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