what’s the difference between a dirty bus stop and a lobster with breast implants ?
one’s a crusty bus station and one’s a busty crustacean#i’ve told this joke a million times and it NEVER fails
everyone’s grandparents seem to have really cute stories of how they met, and like my grandparents met when my grandma was running away from police during a protest and she jumped on the back of my grandads motorcycle and just screamed “DRIVE FUCKING DRIVE”
I dunno man I think that story’s pretty fuckin cute.
I just love them so much.
I want a family like this one day
I don’t think people realise how hard it is to re-discover the person you were before depression or even try to remember your own personality
This is so important.
if I lie here
if I just lay here
I’ll probably fall asleep so leave me alone