Logging out of life bye.
tourist: could you give us directions to Olive Garden?
new yorker: no, but i could give you directions to an actual Italian restaurant lol
tourist: oh you think you're clever???
new yorker: what
tourist: i'm going to meet my dying neice and she happens to love olive garden so her whole family is going to eat with her so she'll have a few moments of happiness
new yorker: oh... oh i'm so sor
tourist: no shut the fuck up you piece of shit. i'll find it myself
the tourist drives off and the new yorker is left to think about his life choices and his decision to be a giant condescending asshole
yourfriendg00: cute nicknames for your significant other: old sport old sport old sport old sport old sport old sport old sport
quicksummary: ain’t no party like a jay gatsby party cause a jay gatsby party ends in the dissolution of the american dream
tr3ndyc00l: apparently my school made the senior dinner great gatsby themed because what better theme for a graduation party than the inaccessibility of the american dream
Becoming physically nauseous from anxiety.
socialnorms: For no real reason. I think my job is causing me to develop an anxiety disorder.
WHEN MY BOSS COMPLAINS ABOUT MONEY
imawanchor: dylanofryin: actual picture of actual one direction fans it’s like a scene from a zombie movie