the phrase "lipstick on a pig" has always inspired a deep sadness in me. I think of the pig, looking forward to her big night out, and I bring myself to the verge of tears.
Ever since I was a little girl I always knew I wanted to play the role of Wife Who Aggressively Lotions Her Body While Having A Conversation With Her Husband At Bedtime
i might get cancelled for this but i find it extremely disrespectful when people don’t stand for the national anthem. personally i get goosebumps every time i hear “Put a price on emotion im looking for something to buy”
i’m going on tour the presale is in 4 minutes and tickets are $936 oh my godddd wait actually tickets are $2953 actually we just sold out yeah sorry the general sale that was supposed to be in 7 minutes is actually cancelled bc we’re sold outtttttt yeah no there’s no seat map why
living with your parents in your 20s is like.... i'm grateful to not have to pay for groceries. i have to get out of here. i'm grateful to have a roof over my head and not have to pay rent. i have to get out of here. i'm grateful i'm so fucking grateful. i have to get out of here