do you ever start to get like really irrationally mad at people for no reason like because they’re standing around in the kitchen and won’t leave when you want to get some food or they move something you set down somewhere else or they forget to close the door when they leave like it’s just a stupid little thing but it makes you so mad
wouldnt it be fucking scary if you had a clock that counted down until the moment you die. like what if it could be altered too like one day it says 70 years left but then you do something and it says 10 minutes left and youre like what the fuck i fucked up i fucked up i fucked up
what if you got on a plane and then as soon as it took off everybodys clock changed to 20 minutes
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my monarch, ladies and gents
i think the queen is my spirit animal
GOD SAVE THE QUEEN
Next time you question the strength of your outfit game, ask yourself two crucial questions:
1. Am I wearing a dumb hat?
2. Am I carrying a plastic lamb?
If no to both, you’re fine.