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At the grocery store

Woman: *on cellphone* Why am I leaving you? Why am I--I'll tell you why.

Woman: Here's why. You don't respect me.

Woman: You called me a whore in front of my children.

Me: *says nothing, but has a face like O.O*

Woman: You don't respect me. And you know, there some white chick here in the store, she walking, she heard me say that and she make a face.

Woman: Because even she know you a piece of shit.

kyubiisaan:

lowwbloods:

officialwillowpape:

i searched up ‘hurdlers without hurdles’ on google and i dont regret it

these boots are made for walkin

The ol razzle dazzle

kyubiisaan:

lowwbloods:

officialwillowpape:

i searched up ‘hurdlers without hurdles’ on google and i dont regret it

these boots are made for walkin

The ol razzle dazzle

clxnesbians:

my mom just reminded me of this palm reader dude we met in boracay when i was 11 who told her that i’m never going to have a boyfriend

EVERYTHING MAKES SENSE NOW

damngruchy:

supermassiveasshole:

i was teaching my grandma to use computer so we can talk on skype and such but today she went kinda mad at me because “i didnt show her the knitting programme” and i was like what

and it comes out she accidentally opened ms excel and found out its a great way to create knitting patterns

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my grandma is 82

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(Source: supermassiveasshole)