The lyrics of “Peaches” discuss a man moving to the country to eat vast quantities of canned peaches at no cost to him. Briefly mentioned is the hard-working American man who cans the peaches in a factory downtown. The narrator also speculates that a finger sized hole in a singular peach may hold an ideal hiding spot for an ant. He then warns the listener; “Look out!” he calls. There’s a finite number of free peaches for him. Luckily, that number is in the millions.
I’m gonna see how long a tag can be
with me luck
EDIT: APPARENTLY, they don’t go very long, because I spent like 2 minutes typing constantly and submitted my post and the tag is really short
do cats just not know that their claws hurt like hell??? like do they understand that the noises I’m making are cries of pain as he tries to scale the back of my bare leg????? uuuuughhhh kitty I LOVE YOU SO MUCH BUT OUCH
a ~spooky insane asylum tour~ where you walk through dark empty hallways until you get locked in and someone comes up and lectures you about being shitty about mental illness for an hour
and then you get lectured about the history of institutionalization and abuse in psychiatric institutions for another hour?
Stop shopping at Urban Outfitters.
DOnt shop at urban outfitters
they literally sold a blood-stained-looking sweatshirt with the name of a college that there was a school shooting at
they sold prescription-drug related accessories trying to make it cute
they sold a board game entitled “gettopoly” i should not have to explain why this is bad
they sold a super cissexist card with the T slur on it
they literally sold this shirt
PLEASE STOP SHOPPING AT URBAN OUTFITTERS
YOU GUYS I’M SO EXCITED I JUST REMEMBERED I HAVE 15 BUCKS ON PAYPAL
i can buy something
so is there some kind of driftwood hierarchy? do some asshole pet stores sell twisted up wood that will just float and decompose? like, what makes driftwood driftwood?
and is it betta-safe?
The girl who was my elementary school girl friend just got engaged and I’m sitting here single wearing a pug shirt and hamburger underwear
Just remember, u r someone’s dream girl
I’m a boy
Tumblr has made us forget that some people are actually straight
jesus this post is one train wreck after another
My great grandpa got hit by a train once.