How come every other organ in your body can get sick and you get sympathy, except your brain?
Reblogging the SHIT out of this.
if u can do liquid eyeliner u can do anything
Be soft, kind and loving. But also take nobody’s shit.
It’s really a wonder that I haven’t dropped all my ideals, because they seem so absurd and impossible to carry out. Yet I keep them, because in spite of everything, I still believe that people are really good at heart.
basically my life can be summed up in alternating periods of Linda Belcher’s “Alriiiiight!” and Bob Belcher’s “Oh my god”