-i’m building a treehouse with a retractable ladder for the zombie apocalypse
-i ate way too much yesterday, to the point i actually felt sick (but the nutella was worth it)
-i’m fat again
-i feel like people are judging me for posting personal things and i’m actually thinking about starting a new blog where none of my followers will know me
-if i keep having bad episodes i’m gonna get institutionalized
-i can’t decide what color to paint my nails next
-i can’t shake the feeling that people don’t like me lately
-i’m a bitch
-and a cunt
-and i don’t want to work tonight.
the end.
4 million and counting
5 million
oh hai more than 5.6 million.
almost SIX MILLION!!!!!
(Source: charizzaaa)
I apologize, particularly to Natfor the graphic nature of this post, but this is a message that needs to be heard.This morning, my perfectly ripe bananas were happily hanging from their banana hanging holder thing in my kitchen. Just a few hours later, I walked into my kitchen to see this.
I am posting this to warn my fellow banana lovers of the dangers of hanging ripe bananas on holders such as these. As the bananas reach peak ripeness, their peels get weak, and gravity takes its toll, resulting in the tragedy you see pictured above.
This could have been prevented; i am overwhelmed with guilt in knowing that I could have stopped this from happening. Don’t let this happen to you. Please, have a heart. Don’t hang ripened bananas on these things. Lay them gently on your countertop or in a basket. I had to learn this the hard way.
