May 2012
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The amount of thinspo I see on my dash, my god I don’t understand it, like, why someone would want to sit around fucking devoting time to things that feed their insecurities?
Nobody talks about anything anymore, including me it’s all, oh I’m going to whine to my blog. I don’t know why I write half the things I write, but it’s probably because I only think of them at inappropriate times when they are no use to anybody with the exception of strangers on the internet.
the most counter productive thing in the universe is describing my feelings with internet vagueness, it’s like riding an imaginary bike, it’s imaginary so you can’t ride it anywhere and it’s a pretty dramatic feat to try.
I can hear my parents listening to glee and it’s such a shame.
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I automatically hate anyone who has ever sent their name into that ‘bongo’ thing that sends you ‘information’ about yourself, that is just the most quintessential 21st century dumb white person thing to do.
So going to start writing a new resume tonight, I say this like every week but work haven’t given me any shifts for the next two weeks, so like, yeah. I’m not even picky at this point.
It’s cold someone have sexual intercourse with me please to keep me warm
– pretty much everybody on my dashboard in some vague form or another, get a fucking quilt or something.
So it’s really hard to come up for a conceptual explanation for pictures of a room full of balloons with nicolas cages face on them, turns out.
There was this kid going down a hill on a scooter at uni today and it took all my self control not to stick out my leg and axe him, c’mon if the kids scootering down a hill in he fucking rain he’s got a death wish, I may as well deliver.
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I’m not like forever alone or any dumb shit like that, I’m just forever fucking replaceable.
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It’s really fucking bad that I just stand around at work when I’m the self-serve checkouts and make internal tuba noises to the beat of fat customers walking around.
When someone asks for a sip of my pepsi max, I react like the majestic cheetah by snarling and taking it to the top of a tree.
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The episode of the office where Jim & Pam get married makes me smile/laugh/cry too much, seriously.
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So tomorrow, my room will be filled with balloons with Nicolas Cages face on them.
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It’s depressing to think how much more Dora the Explorer has seen and done in her life compared to mine.
Everything would be better if people didn’t string you along with their bullshit, just like straight up told you what the deal was instead of prancing around the point or fucking avoiding the problem.
If it wasn’t for laughing at alternative bogans, I don’t know what I’d do.
what’s with people dressing like hippies, it’s practically an epidemic.
Cool, I just fucking woke up and vomited everywhere, happy fucking tuesday. Gross.
It’s truly unfortunate that any meaningful effort to lose weight requires extended periods of sobriety.
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celestialbaguette replied to your post: Oh man, for awhile there I actually forgot how…
are your ears blind?!
Yes, don’t make fun of me I can’t help that I’m disabled.
If you hate me for absolutely no apparent reason, hold the fuck on, I’ll give you plenty.
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I swear to god when I went out on Saturday night I saw waaaaaaaaaay too many bitches with those fucking un-godly pants with the crucifixes all over them, religion is running rampant in our community and we’re doing fuck all to stop it.
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despicablebabydoll asked: Ashleigh, please don't ever delete your tumblr! I am in love with the things you say way too much!
thriftyandfilthy asked: I think you are so endlessly lovely and have such a brilliant mind. I respect you so damn much. Just FYI. :)
Anonymous asked: I was actually being nice about it. But it's no loss to me because we aren't friends anymore.
motfuckingreyd asked: I'll be your girlfriend
Anonymous asked: you are a nice person at heart but the type of person you seem to try and be on the Internet would definitely deter prospective friends and boys.
So today I said that someone was a dick, because they are, and like another person was like ‘omg you can’t say that about them they have depression’ I don’t care what problems/disorders you have, if you’re a dick, you’re still a dick regardless of your problems, like I don’t really take anything as an legitimate excuse for someone to be a cunt.
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Thou shalt not commit laundry Thou shalt covet thy neighbor’s food (all) Thou shalt not create ties with the scathed (no all) Thou shalt always go for greatness Thou shalt not commit adulthood (all) Thou shalt not partake of decaf (all!) Thou shalt not suppress flatulence Thou shalt not commit hygiene (all!) Thou shalt not have no idea (all) Thou shalt commit thyself to an institution (no all)...
What use is having a tumblr if you have no one to insult? That’s my theory surrounding all those boring streamlined fuckers that have those blogs with pictures of nebula’s, porn gifs, cute girls in lingerie, skinny hipster teenagers in vans with dip dyed hair and bruises. Find something to be fucking angry about, then you become ten fold more interesting.
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I like my men how I like my coffee: as part of a nonsensical analogy.
shut the fuck up about your problems because I’m cold and caffieneless.
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The rich get richer and the poor become more creative about complaining about it
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