Target is where you go when you’re gonna try to restructure your entire life with 100 bucks, and you’re counting on a shoe rack, thumbtacks, a whiteboard, and new stationary to do it.
Everyone in here is looking for forgiveness and they’re trying to find it in a tasteful desk lamp and minimalist day planner
help, my wife is napping and i miss her but she deserves her rest
If you replace “wife” with “fiancee,” and “napping” with “sleeping after going to bed early,” this is me rn
if you replace “wife” with “master Frodo” and “napping” with “sleeping after Elvish surgery following an incident with a cursed Morgul blade” this is Sam Gamgee rn
we’re literally floating on a tiny planet in fucking space why are we surrounded by hatred and misery. why can’t everyone just calm the fuck down and lay on some grass. the sun is a GIANT BURNING ORB why does money exist. fuck everything