love how Johnny Cash’s cover of Hurt fucked so hard that everyone was just like “ok that’s his song now”


    that everyone includes trent reznor


    I can’t stand that song anymore, because when I worked at a county Texas-themed restaurant they played it All. The. Time.


    thats not very good eatin music :(


    Me with my country fried steak when hurt comes on


    if you're a human adult you physically need to eat actual vegetables, read real books, work, exercise, be outdoors, have sex, and have other real adult humans to talk to all on at LEAST a weekly basis or else you go will literally go completely insane and the problem is too many people choose to skip all those basic needs on purpose


    "I'm depressed and always tired and my body is in mysterious pain all the time for no reason" yeah you've spent a whole month isolated except for talking to online people and coworkers and eating convenience store snacks for half your meals with 0 physical activity like that isn't passive self harm. of course your body doesn't like that, it's exhausting


    you lost me at sex I eat my vitamins but get 0 hoes am I gonna die




    Exchange that for "have a positive physical contact with another human being, preferably mutual" and you're golden. Cuddles, hugs, lying next to each other, massage, it's all good, doesn't have to be sexual. Also plot twist: not all naked activities have to be sexual, you can just chill with no pants. Pants are optional.

    All these things OP listed can manifest in many forms. Find one that works for you, whether it's audiobooks, going on walks or munching baby carrots. You got this ♡


    2018 was five years agolet that sink in


    no fucking way💀


    no no guys you don’t get it i made this fucking post in 2018. as a joke. i was like hah could you imagine it being 2023? could never be me! and then completely forgot until right now when someone reblogged it and i was forced to face the horror that it is, in fact, the year 2023 right now.


    you dont have to be a parent to understand the horror of walking into a room to discover that the baby crawled out of his crib and onto that pottery wheel you forgot to turn off, and while the baby is spinning around and around, the dog is sitting there all calm, like a person, gently using his paws to fashion the babys soft cartilage head into something a little more modern.  it might be the classic tale of bad parenting, but lets see where the dog is going with this


    This post is from 2013. It has less than 100 notes. Together we can revive this work of art that tragically ahead of its time. We’re ready for it now