Fuck this job in particular. The manager does nothing except sit in her office all day. The other workers stand around and talk while there’s piles of dishes to be washed. Customers have to be extremely patient because only one employee (me) is serving them while the other three stand in the back and talk and laugh loud enough for everyone to hear…instead of actually working. Therefore, Fuck this job in particular.
Don’t tell me. We’re about to go over a huge waterfall
sharp rocks at the bottom?
bring it on
ALRIGHT CALM DOWN THERE METATRON
I love how in the supernatural fandom Satan isn’t even the worst thing we can call someone
they put “honors student” in his description jfc
Coraline is a masterfully made film, an amazing piece of art that i would never ever ever show to a child oh my god are you kidding me
Nothing wrong with a good dose of sheer terror at a young age
don’t make me snap my fingers in a z formation
*snaps fingers in a pentagram formation*
*says a Latin incantation*
*sacrifices a virgin to the dark lord Satan*
QUEEN! QUEEN OF EVERYTHING
This came into work today. I shortlisted it and displayed it on my cafe counter.
The back said something like “He is into BDSM. (Batman, Dragons, Star Wars, and Magic the Gathering).”
The first paragraph starts like this:“I growl with frustration at my reflection in the mirror. My hair is fifty shades of messed up. Why is it so kinky and out of control? I need to stop sleeping with it wet. As I brush my long brown hair, the girl in the mirror brown eyes too big for her, stares back at me. Wait… my eyes are blue! It dawns on me that I haven’t been looking in the mirror—I’ve been staring at a poster of Kirsten Stewart for the past five minutes. My own hair is fine.”
my own hair is fine
oh my god where can i buy this
peeta has never been more proud of himself than he has at this moment
My tastes in men are always either cute dimpled dorks or rugged stubbled pieces of manflesh there is no inbetween.