So my name is Taylor. I am a adorable teenage girl who does not know how to blog edit for my life so my wonderful friend has to do it for me. I reblog anything that I find interesting, and my ask is always open if you have any questions.
ive been meaning to make work-related comics forever, so enjoy some choice movie title bastardizations.
(these all actually, seriously, happened, with no humor or awareness on the part of the customer at the time as far as I could tell. so, yes, someone actually asked for a ticket to “Detergent” with a straight face.)
in study period today a guy sitting next to me was reading mockingjay and he kinda just whispered what the fuck to himself
and then again, a lil more angrily, what the fUCK
And he flicked back about seven or so pages and then went back to his spot and went ‘no’
and I know exactly which frickin part he was reading lemme tell u
why is catcalling called catcalling? i like cats and i would quite like them calling me to see how i am or to make plans to meet for brunch, catcalling should be called something more accurate like asshole screeching or insecure masculinity
i’m still pissed off about growing up
how i deal with my feelings
- never talk about them
- barely acknowledge them
- hope they go away
- i don’t, basically
- that’s what i’m saying
- i do not deal with my feelings