OH FOR FUCKS SAKE.

My friends are supposed to be adults but can’t pick up phones and leave voice messages. Worst communication skills ever. “They honestly don’t sound like they really care about going.” O rly?

“Hey let me know when you want to hang out so I can ignore your phone calls to which you can’t leave a message because my voice mail isn’t set up and fuck you, I hate texting but when we finally say yes, we’ll sit and play video games and not give a flying fuck if we go or not.”

Reblog, if Hogwarts is your home.

(Source: hogwartianos, via hermions)

put a film in my ask:

never seen it | need to see it | hate it | ugh | it was okay | LOVED IT | asdfghjkl

(Source: mark-wahlburgers, via mslestrades)

Waaaah wah wah wah.

I missed Pink Friday so my nails are pink TODAY, oh fuckin’ well. And I have to go to work. Yay.

Fuck.

I hate my job.

Also, adding Franks Hot Sauce to my medley of ingredients for my ramen was an amazing idea. 

Drinking and watching Doctor Who.