here is a cute janitor pug who likes to clean blogs
Every time. Every single time. I give death everything I have, but it tricks me, throwing me back to its counterpart. The very entity that I wish to no longer see - life.
Sometimes everything just becomes so overwhelming. It gets to a point where you just want to stop and shut it all out. The only problem is you’re left with one regret: you only wanted to tell everyone how much you cared.
my aunt used to work for Ben and Jerry’s in Vermont, and the free pints of ice cream thing is definitely true
going to her house was like a fucking dream come true when I was younger
they also had special ‘employee only’ flavors
what really sucks is when you know you should be doing something but physically cannot bring yourself to do it no matter how important doing that thing is