oh wow, this is my brain! does it,,,,, does it look big 😳
i fucking hate it here
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to those commenting on her bones (or lack-thereof): that’s just how a lady sits
GREER,SHE DOESNT HAVE ANY FUCKING BONES.
Pangur has the ONE bone that matters: the heart ❤️
Anonymous asked:
For me, I noticed my skin getting clearer the less times I washed my face. I try to limit it to 1-2 times a day and my face is combination oily. When you get rid of your natural oil your body’s just like “ohhhh my god we’re dry put the oil glands into overdrive”, at least that’s what I noticed with me. And toner is a lifesaver! And a really good moisturizer.
I used to do just once a day but it didn’t work, so I went up to 2, then 3. 3 works pretty well and at 4 times it’s about the same results. I usually rinse my face with warm water, use one of those exfoliation brush things, put prescription shit on, rinse with cold water
Anonymous asked:
Has your local weather had a drastic change recently? Once my area got a crapton of rain after a 2 year drought and I woke up with blood all over my face the next morning.
No and the humidity hasn’t changed much either
Like I know dry air will cause them but it’s been pretty hot and humid out for the last few weeks
Plus I’ve never had a nosebleed before (well once when I fell and hit my face on a paintball gun - long story) but literally never this bad
Like I know the skin inside the nose is thin and even the slightest things can make it bleed but I’ve never seen so much blood from my nose before
My partner: Takes me to a beautiful beach at sunset with his family.
Me: "Look! Algae mustache!"
Can't take a phychologist anywhere nice.
Try “psychologist” instead. Spelling counts people…learn how or look it up in the dictionary for a change
Hi there, @mac-3-impact !
A phycologist (with an H) is someone who studies algae.
I am a phycologist (with an H) because I study algae. That's why me putting algae on my face is the joke!
Glad to be part of your learning journey today.
Op is denying us the fucking golden replies to this tweet omg
When i had breast reduction surgery, i got into the OR and got put on this table that looked like a flat crucifix (arms out so they could get to the girls), and i said ‘god, don’t nail me down’
they put the mask on my face and the nurse said ‘no jesus treatment today’
and the last thing i said to her was ‘jesus with some big ass titties’ and then passed out.
There’s this older woman at work that always brags about her math skills like “I passed algebra with an A- !!!” Like she’s better than me with her Superior Math Skills but I’m over here taking fuckin theoretical calculus and matrix theory and fuckin quantum mechanics like hun get the y=mx+b slope of ur attitude out of my face
Op is denying us the fucking golden replies to this tweet omg
When i had breast reduction surgery, i got into the OR and got put on this table that looked like a flat crucifix (arms out so they could get to the girls), and i said ‘god, don’t nail me down’
they put the mask on my face and the nurse said ‘no jesus treatment today’
and the last thing i said to her was ‘jesus with some big ass titties’ and then passed out.
please for the love of god watch this clip from nathan for you
this is honestly one of my favorite scenes from any reality show ever, it completely defies explanation or description and it’s impossible to convey just how fucking insane it is to someone without showing them the clip
the left side of my face is dead
That’s the human equivalant of the “sir are you aware you are a cat” meme.
I thought I was Jewish when I was her age but I was actually Catholic so when my Jewish friends invited me to give a prayer at his house during Chanukah and I recited “Our Father who art in heaven…”, my friend’s mom got on her knees and said to my face in a super soft voice, “Joey, I think you’re catholic not Jewish,” in front of everyone and I thought I was in trouble and I started crying.
I was raised on films like Oliver and Annie, so I just sort of assumed I was adopted for the first five years of my life. Then one day I asked my mum who my real parents were. She blinked at me, baffled, then laughed and said “Halima, you’re not adopted.” I threw the biggest tantrum of my life.
i get so mad when i hear things scuttling inside the walls. like yeah yeah we get it…youre a creature. you dont need to rub it in my face that youre capable of scuttling