✅ 25+ Best Memes About Shitty

Alive, Being Alone, and Books: Has anyone married as a result of a "if we're still single by (age)" pact? How did it work out? self. AskReddit 4808 comments Has anyone married as a result of a "if we're still single by (age)" pact? How did it work out? self AskReddit 4808 comments ▼ AlexClifford +8049 Probably too late for this not to get buried, but I have a story about this We met in college, and were instant best friends. I was 20; she was 18. We spent all our time together, and were briefly lovers but we never formally dated because both of us were very much into being wild and free and enjoying our youth. We dated other people on and off, but we talked about it and agreed that a committed relationship between the two of us would be an all-or-nothing kind of thing. Since neither of us wanted to give up our hedonistic, promiscuous, irresponsible lifestyle, we made a point of not committing to a relationship. A few years went by that way, and we were very happy, right up until her sisters died It was a car accident. They were 16 and 18, and both were killed in the crash. Dead on arrival at the hospital. My friend was utterly, completely devastated. It still hurts me to remember it, even now. Her father, though, was even more devastated, to the point where he was legitimately willing to let himself starve to death rather than try to go on living. She moved home, out of state, to take care of him. She cut ties with everyone for awhile, even me. I didn't see her again for two years She was so different after that. Before the accident, she'd always been the most joyful, exuberant, positive person I'd ever met. After she came back, she was quieter, sadder, maybe wiser. I wanted to be there for her more than I'd ever wanted anything in the world. Not being able to fix things for her, not being able to make it better, that hurt more than anything I could ever remember. I guess that's when I realized how in love with her I was I told her that I loved her, that I wanted to be there with her and she told me that she couldn't handle the idea of any kind of emotional connection for awhile. Maybe a few years,s said. Maybe never. Maybe she'd never be able to open up emotionally again. She said she needed space from me, particularly from me. She said she needed to figure out what it meant to be alive in a world where her sisters were gone. She asked me to give her time, and I told her that I'd give her anything she wanted. She told me that she'd never been happier than she was when we were together. I told her the same. I told her that I understood, and that's when we made our pact. I was 25 then, and she was 23. We agreed: if she turned 30 and I turned 32, and if she had learned to heal, and if she hadn't fallen in love with someone else, and if I hadn't fallen in love with someone else, then we'd get married. So that's how we parted ways. She moved to Wyoming, to be alone. I moved to Germany, to get as far away from her as I could We didn't keep in touch at first, but over the next few years we built up a correspondence. We wrote letters because we both liked writing letters. We emailed now and then. Sometimes we'd mail each other books that we thought the other would like. Years went on, and we became closer and closer When I turned 30, I half-jokingly brought up our marriage pact. I told her that I hadn't ever fallen for anyone else. (I didn't mention this, but I couldn't have fallen for anyone else. I always compared every other woman to her, and in my memory she was perfect.) She replied that she was still very serious about our agreement, and that she'd never fallen in love with anyone When I turned 30, I half-jokingly brought up our marriage pact I told her that I hadn't ever fallen for anyone else. (I didn't mention this, but I couldn't have fallen for anyone else. I always compared every other woman to her, and in my memory she was perfect.) She replied that she was still very serious about our agreement, and that she'd never fallen in love with anyone else either. I asked her if she thought she had begun to hea, and she said she had, as much as a person could ever heal from something like that. A year later, she told me she'd like us to meet and spend some time together, to see if the spark was still there It was. She was living in California at that time, and I found a job there. I'd always wanted to live in California anyway I proposed to her six months later, and she smiled and told me no fair", that I had to wait another few months, when she'd be turning 30. I thought it was silly, but at that point things were going so well that a few months didn't seem like they could matter at all. But I'm crying now, so I'll have to wrap this up quickly She died. That's how the story ends. She was hit by a drunk driver and spent 2 days in the ICU before her body gave out. I went to her funeral. I spoke to her father but I barely remember what we said. I've never spoken to him since. I don't have the willpower to make myself find out how he's doing That will be four years ago this November. I'm in therapy and trying to learn how to have feelings again, other than blank, mindless, miserable rage. I often wonder if this is what it felt like for her. She made progress. She learned to feel again. That thought is what keeps me going. She did it. She'd want me to do it That's it. That's the story. It's a shitty story, and I hate it This may be the saddest thing I’ve ever read... https://t.co/7wpxO2Y4Zr

This may be the saddest thing I’ve ever read... https://t.co/7wpxO2Y4Zr

Alive, Being Alone, and Books: Has anyone married as a result of a "if we're still single by (age)" pact? How did it work out? self. AskReddit 4808 comments Has anyone married as a result of a "if we're still single by (age)" pact? How did it work out? self AskReddit 4808 comments ▼ AlexClifford +8049 Probably too late for this not to get buried, but I have a story about this We met in college, and were instant best friends. I was 20; she was 18. We spent all our time together, and were briefly lovers but we never formally dated because both of us were very much into being wild and free and enjoying our youth. We dated other people on and off, but we talked about it and agreed that a committed relationship between the two of us would be an all-or-nothing kind of thing. Since neither of us wanted to give up our hedonistic, promiscuous, irresponsible lifestyle, we made a point of not committing to a relationship. A few years went by that way, and we were very happy, right up until her sisters died It was a car accident. They were 16 and 18, and both were killed in the crash. Dead on arrival at the hospital. My friend was utterly, completely devastated. It still hurts me to remember it, even now. Her father, though, was even more devastated, to the point where he was legitimately willing to let himself starve to death rather than try to go on living. She moved home, out of state, to take care of him. She cut ties with everyone for awhile, even me. I didn't see her again for two years She was so different after that. Before the accident, she'd always been the most joyful, exuberant, positive person I'd ever met. After she came back, she was quieter, sadder, maybe wiser. I wanted to be there for her more than I'd ever wanted anything in the world. Not being able to fix things for her, not being able to make it better, that hurt more than anything I could ever remember. I guess that's when I realized how in love with her I was I told her that I loved her, that I wanted to be there with hr and she told me that she couldn't handle the idea of any kind of emotional connection for awhile. Maybe a few years, she said. Maybe never. Maybe she'd never be able to open up emotionally again. She said she needed space from me, particularly from me. She said she needed to figure out what it meant to be alive in a world where her sisters were gone. She asked me to give her time, and I told her that I'd give her anything she wanted. She told me that she'd never been happier than she was when we were together. I told her the same. I told her that I understood, and that's when we made our pact. I was 25 then, and she was 23. We agreed: if she turned 30 and I turned 32, and if she had learned to heal, an if she hadn't fallen in love with someone else, and if I hadn'ti fallen in love with someone else, then we'd get married. So that's how we parted ways. She moved to Wyoming, to be alone. I moved to Germany, to get as far away from her as I could We didn't keep in touch at first, but over the next few years we built up a correspondence. We wrote letters because we both liked writing letters. We emailed now and then. Sometimes we'd mail each other books that we thought the other would like. Years went on, and we became closer and closer. When I turned 30, I half-jokingly brought up our marriage pact. I told her that I hadn't ever fallen for anyone else. (I didn't mention this, but I couldn't have fallen for anyone else. I always compared every other woman to her, and in my memory she was perfect.) She replied that she was still very serious about our agreement, and that she'd never fallen in love with anyone When I turned 30, I half-jokingly brought up our marriage pact I told her that I hadn't ever fallen for anyone else. (I didn't mention this, but I couldn't have fallen for anyone else. I always compared every other woman to her, and in my memory she was perfect.) She replied that she was still very serious about our agreement, and that she'd never fallen in love with anyone else either. I asked her if she thought she had begun to hea, and she said she had, as much as a person could ever heal from something like that. A year later, she told me she'd like us to meet and spend some time together, to see if the spark was still there It was. She was living in California at that time, and I found a job there. I'd always wanted to live in California anyway I proposed to her six months later, and she smiled and told me no fair", that I had to wait another few months, when she'd be turning 30. I thought it was silly, but at that point things were going so well that a few months didn't seem like they could matter at all. But I'm crying now, so I'll have to wrap this up quickly She died. That's how the story ends. She was hit by a drunk driver and spent 2 days in the ICU before her body gave out. I went to her funeral. I spoke to her father but I barely remember what we said. I've never spoken to him since. I don't have the willpower to make myself find out how he's doing That will be four years ago this November. I'm in therapy and trying to learn how to have feelings again, other than blank, mindless, miserable rage. I often wonder if this is what it felt like for her. She made progress. She learned to feel again. That thought is what keeps me going. She did it. She'd want me to do it That's it. That's the story. It's a shitty story, and I hate it This may be the saddest thing I’ve ever read... https://t.co/hxqjISK30t

This may be the saddest thing I’ve ever read... https://t.co/hxqjISK30t

Alive, Being Alone, and Books: Has anyone married as a result of a "if we're still single by (age)" pact? How did it work out? self. AskReddit 4808 comments Has anyone married as a result of a "if we're still single by (age)" pact? How did it work out? self AskReddit 4808 comments ▼ AlexClifford +8049 Probably too late for this not to get buried, but I have a story about this We met in college, and were instant best friends. I was 20; she was 18. We spent all our time together, and were briefly lovers but we never formally dated because both of us were very much into being wild and free and enjoying our youth. We dated other people on and off, but we talked about it and agreed that a committed relationship between the two of us would be an all-or-nothing kind of thing. Since neither of us wanted to give up our hedonistic, promiscuous, irresponsible lifestyle, we made a point of not committing to a relationship. A few years went by that way, and we were very happy, right up until her sisters died It was a car accident. They were 16 and 18, and both were killed in the crash. Dead on arrival at the hospital. My friend was utterly, completely devastated. It still hurts me to remember it, even now. Her father, though, was even more devastated, to the point where he was legitimately willing to let himself starve to death rather than try to go on living. She moved home, out of state, to take care of him. She cut ties with everyone for awhile, even me. I didn't see her again for two years She was so different after that. Before the accident, she'd always been the most joyful, exuberant, positive person I'd ever met. After she came back, she was quieter, sadder, maybe wiser. I wanted to be there for her more than I'd ever wanted anything in the world. Not being able to fix things for her, not being able to make it better, that hurt more than anything I could ever remember. I guess that's when I realized how in love with her I was I told her that I loved her, that I wanted to be there with hr and she told me that she couldn't handle the idea of any kind of emotional connection for awhile. Maybe a few years, she said. Maybe never. Maybe she'd never be able to open up emotionally again. She said she needed space from me, particularly from me. She said she needed to figure out what it meant to be alive in a world where her sisters were gone. She asked me to give her time, and I told her that I'd give her anything she wanted. She told me that she'd never been happier than she was when we were together. I told her the same. I told her that I understood, and that's when we made our pact. I was 25 then, and she was 23. We agreed: if she turned 30 and I turned 32, and if she had learned to heal, an if she hadn't fallen in love with someone else, and if I hadn'ti fallen in love with someone else, then we'd get married. So that's how we parted ways. She moved to Wyoming, to be alone. I moved to Germany, to get as far away from her as I could We didn't keep in touch at first, but over the next few years we built up a correspondence. We wrote letters because we both liked writing letters. We emailed now and then. Sometimes we'd mail each other books that we thought the other would like. Years went on, and we became closer and closer. When I turned 30, I half-jokingly brought up our marriage pact. I told her that I hadn't ever fallen for anyone else. (I didn't mention this, but I couldn't have fallen for anyone else. I always compared every other woman to her, and in my memory she was perfect.) She replied that she was still very serious about our agreement, and that she'd never fallen in love with anyone When I turned 30, I half-jokingly brought up our marriage pact I told her that I hadn't ever fallen for anyone else. (I didn't mention this, but I couldn't have fallen for anyone else. I always compared every other woman to her, and in my memory she was perfect.) She replied that she was still very serious about our agreement, and that she'd never fallen in love with anyone else either. I asked her if she thought she had begun to hea, and she said she had, as much as a person could ever heal from something like that. A year later, she told me she'd like us to meet and spend some time together, to see if the spark was still there It was. She was living in California at that time, and I found a job there. I'd always wanted to live in California anyway I proposed to her six months later, and she smiled and told me no fair", that I had to wait another few months, when she'd be turning 30. I thought it was silly, but at that point things were going so well that a few months didn't seem like they could matter at all. But I'm crying now, so I'll have to wrap this up quickly She died. That's how the story ends. She was hit by a drunk driver and spent 2 days in the ICU before her body gave out. I went to her funeral. I spoke to her father but I barely remember what we said. I've never spoken to him since. I don't have the willpower to make myself find out how he's doing That will be four years ago this November. I'm in therapy and trying to learn how to have feelings again, other than blank, mindless, miserable rage. I often wonder if this is what it felt like for her. She made progress. She learned to feel again. That thought is what keeps me going. She did it. She'd want me to do it That's it. That's the story. It's a shitty story, and I hate it This may be the saddest thing I’ve ever read.. https://t.co/m9GdrbVKur

This may be the saddest thing I’ve ever read.. https://t.co/m9GdrbVKur

Alive, Being Alone, and Books: Has anyone married as a result of a "if we're still single by (age)" pact? How did it work out? self. AskReddit 4808 comments Has anyone married as a result of a "if we're still single by (age)" pact? How did it work out? self AskReddit4808 comments ▼ AlexClifford +8049 Probably too late for this not to get buried, but I have a story about this We met in college, and were instant best friends. I was 20; she was 18. We spent all our time together, and were briefly lovers but we never formally dated because both of us were very much into being wild and free and enjoying our youth. We dated other people on and off, but we talked about it and agreed that a committed relationship between the two of us would be an all-or-nothing kind of thing. Since neither of us wanted to give up our hedonistic, promiscuous, irresponsible lifestyle, we made a point of not committing to a relationship. A few years went by that way, and we were very happy, right up until her sisters died It was a car accident. They were 16 and 18, and both were killed in the crash. Dead on arrival at the hospital. My friend was utterly, completely devastated. It still hurts me to remember it, even now. Her father, though, was even more devastated, to the point where he was legitimately willing to let himself starve to death rather than try to go on living. She moved home, out of state, to take care of him. She cut ties with everyone for awhile, even me. I didn't see her again for two years She was so different after that. Before the accident, she'd always been the most joyful, exuberant, positive person I'd ever met. After she came back, she was quieter, sadder, maybe wiser. I wanted to be there for her more than I'd ever wanted anything in the world. Not being able to fix things for her, not being able to make it better, that hurt more than anything I could ever remember. I guess that's when I realized how in love with her I was I told her that I loved her, that I wanted to be there with her and she told me that she couldn't handle the idea of any kind of emotional connection for awhile. Maybe a few years, she said. Maybe never. Maybe she'd never be able to open up emotionally again. She said she needed space from me, particularly from me. She said she needed to figure out what it meant to be alive in a world where her sisters were gone. She asked me to give her time, and i told her that I'd give her anything she wanted. She told me that she'd never been happier than she was when we were together. I told her the same. I told her that I understood, and that's when we made our pact. I was 25 then, and she was 23. We agreed: if she turned 30 and I turned 32, and if she had learned to heal, and if she hadn't fallen in love with someone else, and if I hadn't fallen in love with someone else, then we'd get married. So that's how we parted ways. She moved to Wyoming, to be alone. I moved to Germany, to get as far away from her as I could We didn't keep in touch at first, but over the next few years we built up a correspondence. We wrote letters because we both liked writing letters. We emailed now and then. Sometimes we'd mail each other books that we thought the other would like. Years went on, and we became closer and closer When I turned 30, I half-jokingly brought up our marriage pact I told her that I hadn't ever fallen for anyone else. (I didn't mention this, but I couldn't have fallen for anyone else. I always compared every other woman to her, and in my memory she was perfect.) She replied that she was still very serious about our agreement, and that she'd never fallen in love with anyone When I turned 30, I half-jokingly brought up our marriage pact I told her that I hadn't ever fallen for anyone else. (I didn't mention this, but I couldn't have fallen for anyone else. I always compared every other woman to her, and in my memory she was perfect.) She replied that she was still very serious about our agreement, and that she'd never fallen in love with anyone else either. I asked her if she thought she had begun to heal, and she said she had, as much as a person could ever heal from something like that. A year later, she told me she'd like us to meet and spend some time together, to see if the spark was still there It was. She was living in California at that time, and I found a job there. I'd always wanted to live in California anyway I proposed to her six months later, and she smiled and told me "no fair", that I had to wait another few months, when she'd be turning 30. I thought it was silly, but at that point things were going so well that a few months didn't seem like they coulo matter at all. But I'm crying now, so I'll have to wrap this up quickly She died. That's how the story ends. She was hit by a drunk driver and spent 2 days in the ICU before her body gave out. I went to her funeral. I spoke to her father but I barely remember what we said. I've never spoken to him since. I don't have the willpower to make myself find out how he's doing That will be four years ago this November. I'm in therapy and trying to learn how to have feelings again, other than blank, mindless, miserable rage. I often wonder if this is what it felt like for her. She made progress. She learned to feel again. That thought is what keeps me going. She did it. She'd want me to do it That's it. That's the story. It's a shitty story, and I hate it This may be the saddest thing I’ve ever read... https://t.co/RyAxWah2YA

This may be the saddest thing I’ve ever read... https://t.co/RyAxWah2YA

Memes, Black, and Awesome: doctopus i vow as president to put all the mosquitoes in a super expensive spaceship and then send it directly into a black hole doctopus tarsussfour said: no put them in a shitty spaceship they don't deserve luxury wise thinking im making u my vice president More awesome pics at FUNsubstance.com you got my vote https://t.co/9V85ziUqOx

you got my vote https://t.co/9V85ziUqOx

Black, Awesome, and All The: doctopus i vow as president to put all the mosquitoes in a super expensive spaceship and then send it directly into a black hole doctopus tarsussfour said: no put them in a shitty spaceship they don't deserve luxury wise thinking im making u my vice president More awesome pics at FUNsubstance.com you got my vote https://t.co/9V85ziUqOx

you got my vote https://t.co/9V85ziUqOx

Happy, Girl Memes, and Change: Looks like someone's having a shitty day.. He probably happy to get a change of scenery roadtrip 😂

He probably happy to get a change of scenery roadtrip 😂

Cute, Movie, and Water: when ur friend punches u, makes u walk through shitty water, drags u through a crackhouse and now ur gonna have to kill this damn clown the whole cast for the movie was so cute

the whole cast for the movie was so cute

9gag, Fucking, and Memes: Master, why if a guy have se with a lot of women he's a fucking legend, but if a girl does just two guys in a year, she is a slut? 9gag.com/remix84 You see, my child "If a key opens lot of locks, then it's a MASTER KEY But if a lock is opened by lots of keys, then it's a SHITTY LOCK" LMFAO 😂😂😂😂😂😂

LMFAO 😂😂😂😂😂😂

Fucking, Water, and Relatable: when ur friend punches u, makes u walk through shitty water, drags u through a crackhouse and now ur gonna have to kill this fucking clown https://t.co/jNkJFv6A5s

when ur friend punches u, makes u walk through shitty water, drags u through a crackhouse and now ur gonna have to kill this fucking clown h...

Af, Memes, and 🤖: when you meet someone new and you notice some suspect similarities between them & shitty people from your past @TRUEYOUHEALING 3 red flags and I'm out Real recognize real and you looking unfamiliar AF

Real recognize real and you looking unfamiliar AF

Fucking, Water, and Girl Memes: when ur friend punches u, makes u walk through shitty water, drags u through a crackhouse and now ur gonna have to kill this fucking clown https://t.co/uwdNSaEpre

when ur friend punches u, makes u walk through shitty water, drags u through a crackhouse and now ur gonna have to kill this fucking clown h...

Fucking, Funny, and Water: when ur friend punches u, makes u walk through shitty water, drags u through a crackhouse and now ur gonna have to kill this fucking clown https://t.co/dYWaOUuaC3

when ur friend punches u, makes u walk through shitty water, drags u through a crackhouse and now ur gonna have to kill this fucking clown h...

Bitch, Dank, and Rude: My happy place is at home, in my bitch cave. I can wear my comfy pajamas, consume alcohol, & have no interaction with shitty, rude, mannerless assholes

Jokes and Shitty: my shitty jokes

Funny, Work, and Honey: when you had a shitty day at work, and he wants to know what's for dinner I 'M cooking. Liquid dinner tonight honey🤤🍉🍾

Liquid dinner tonight honey🤤🍉🍾

Funny, Pizza, and Run: Staff from a local restaurant are handing out pizza and water to emergency service people near terrorist attack in London @tanksgoodnews will never run out of material. As soon as someone does something shitty, guys like this come out and start being awesome.

@tanksgoodnews will never run out of material. As soon as someone does something shitty, guys like this come out and start being awesome.

Dogs, Life, and Humans of Tumblr: I wish dogs lived longer and life wasn't so expensive and people weren't so shitty

College, Life, and Justice League: when your friend is trying to get you to order shitty take out for the 4th time this week NEVER AGAIN! IT'S FINGER-LICKIN Summary of my college life -Nightwing

Summary of my college life -Nightwing

Click, Family, and Love: TODAY 9:08 PM BRODER JACKSON What's the wifi here in Aspen L1kmibuthol3 Are you sure that's it? No that says lick my butthole OMG I'VE LITERALLY BEEN TRYING THAT FOR 20 MIN *BEST. PRANK. EVER. our new "Your Shitty Family" book is finally out! click the link in our bio to get it now for only $10. It's an amazing gift to give to anyone you love or anyone you hate (including your relatives!)

our new "Your Shitty Family" book is finally out! click the link in our bio to get it now for only $10. It's an amazing gift to give to anyo...

Jokes and Shitty: my shitty jokes me

Bitch, Memes, and Help: hate when ppl use their zodiac to justify shitty behavior like "sry i can't help it im a scorpio." no Susan you're just a bitch.

Friends, Memes, and Shut Up: When someone you don't like talks to you Hey Shut up IG | @comediic tag 2 friends for a dog - follow me @comediic @comediic @comediic for more shitty memes ✨✨

tag 2 friends for a dog - follow me @comediic @comediic @comediic for more shitty memes ✨✨

Birthday, Blessed, and Friends: If you have a birthday and your friends don't get you these balloons, are they even your friends? NHOOP 卩EE CIKING FUCKING CONGRATU LATIONS 😂guys get your shitty balloons for your shitty friends @shittyballoonsdotcom 🎉 🎈use code: BLESSED for 15% off! Link in bio.

😂guys get your shitty balloons for your shitty friends @shittyballoonsdotcom 🎉 🎈use code: BLESSED for 15% off! Link in bio.

Ass, Fucking, and Love: If you have someone that still texts you when you haven't replied for hours, watches you give other people attention while you ignore them, or even just handles all the bullshit you throw at them and is still them, you need to knock some fucking sense into yourself, tell them thank you and I love you, and never fucking let them go cause someone like that is hard to find in this shitty ass world A S DF G H J KL 會 Z X C V B N M 123 space This hit me hard 😩🙌 https://t.co/pbh0FgBuN2

This hit me hard 😩🙌 https://t.co/pbh0FgBuN2

Day, This, and Everyone: Everyone needs this after a long shitty day https://t.co/sj0nivgddo

Everyone needs this after a long shitty day https://t.co/sj0nivgddo

Crush, Dude, and Gym: When your gym crush walks in with a dude who's 6'4 220 pounds shredded to the bone DIO Iscreams internallyj I bet he tags you in shitty memes anyways

I bet he tags you in shitty memes anyways

Ass, Hillary Rodham Clinton, and Clinton: I WAS A SHITTY-ASS CANDIDATE HILLARY RODHAM CLINTON

Family, Omg, and Prank: TODAY 9:08 PM BRODER JACKSON What's the wifi here in Aspen L1kmibuthol3 Are you sure that's it? No that says lick my butthole OMG I'VE LITERALLY BEEN TRYING THAT FOR 20 MIN *BEST. PRANK. EVER. we just put out our second book! "Your Shitty Family" is available right now for only $10 at the link in our bio! Pre order your copy now as they may sell out!

we just put out our second book! "Your Shitty Family" is available right now for only $10 at the link in our bio! Pre order your copy now as...

Funny, Memes, and Work: When you get home from work and you're ready to relax and then remember you made some shitty plans with someone.. egirfsthkfy Fuck, fuck, fuck, Fuck, fuck,fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck: fuCK, FUCK , fuck SarcasmOnly

SarcasmOnly

Ass, Fucking, and Love: If you have someone that still texts you when you haven't replied for hours, watches you give other people attention while you ignore them, or even just handles all the bullshit you throw at them and is still them, you need to knock some fucking sense into yourself, tell them thank you and I love you, and never fucking let them go cause someone like that is hard to find in this shitty ass world A S DF G H J KL 會 Z X C V B N M 123 space This hit me hard 😩🙌 https://t.co/slneTSnNl7

This hit me hard 😩🙌 https://t.co/slneTSnNl7

Friends, Party, and Fuck: When your bff shares their excitement on getting engaged PARTY HERE BLOWS FUCK ARE FRIENDS? 😂👌get them for your shitty friends at @shittyballoonsdotcom 🎉 (LINK IN BIO) ad

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Memes, Jordan, and Iconic: Jordan Rutledge @JordanRutledge name a more iconic duo Follow @beerroast if you want to make fun of shitty beers with me

Follow @beerroast if you want to make fun of shitty beers with me

Instagram, Memes, and Games: Back when games let you unlock all characters instead of making you buy them IG PolarSaur Qui-Gon Jinn 纠@wf TOMORROW I am going to clean up my feed of all the shitty posts that I've posted over the last months since losing motivation after instagram changed everything. I haven't been making anything good on IG for months now and I think I might come back. Follow me for more memes like this, I made this back then! @PolarSaurusRex

TOMORROW I am going to clean up my feed of all the shitty posts that I've posted over the last months since losing motivation after instagra...

Friends, Party, and Fuck: When your bff shares her excitement on getting engaged PARTY BLOWS 駁1付 FLYING FUCK ARE WE FRIENDS? 😂👌get them for your shitty friends at @shittyballoonsdotcom 🎉 use code : SATAN15 for 15% off!

😂👌get them for your shitty friends at @shittyballoonsdotcom 🎉 use code : SATAN15 for 15% off!

Girl Memes, Day, and Think: when you think it's gonna be a shitty day and you were right https://t.co/OokKt8Vpxl

when you think it's gonna be a shitty day and you were right https://t.co/OokKt8Vpxl

Bitch, Memes, and Help: hate when ppl use their zodiac to justify shitty behavior like "sry i can't help it i'm a scorpio". no karen you're just a bitch. Finally said

Finally said

Bitch, Memes, and Help: Kristin @KShoobs hate when ppl use their zodiac to justify shitty behavior like "sry i can't help it i'm a scorpio". no karen you're just a bitch 25/08/2017, 7:33 pm 😂😂😂

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Memes, Best, and Mom: When mom knows best Shitty hiding Soot, you canolo beter She a real one 😂💯 https://t.co/sf2HNsiv08

She a real one 😂💯 https://t.co/sf2HNsiv08

Best, Mom, and One: When mom knows best Shitty hiding Soot, you canolo beter She a real one 😂💯 https://t.co/sf2HNsiv08

She a real one 😂💯 https://t.co/sf2HNsiv08

Memes, Wshh, and Best: When mom knows best This i5 areal Shitty hiding Soot, you canolo beter She a real one 😂💯 WSHH

She a real one 😂💯 WSHH

Dogs, Life, and Humans of Tumblr: I wish dogs lived longer and life wasn't so expensive and people weren't so shitty

Memes, Kids, and Strong: The force is strong with this one Anakin Wong Anthony Wong Claudia Wong Matthew Wong Zoe Wright Four Wongs make a Wright Who cares about this shitty joke, that kids name is Anakin May the force be with you 😂😂

May the force be with you 😂😂

Bailey Jay, Kids, and Girl Memes: The force is strong with this one Anakin Wong Anthony Wong Claudia Wong Matthew Wong 200 Wright Four Wongs make a Wright Who cares about this shitty joke, that kids name is Anakin 🤣😂🤣😂

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Let It Go, Girl Memes, and Nice: readingwench: jessiphia: Also, fun fact: being nice to someone you hate does NOT make you two faced it makes you a mature adult who knows when to pick their battles and when to just let it go and tolerate someone for their shitty personality. if you think otherwise grow up SO MANY PEOPLE TO SHOW THIS TO IT ACTUALLY HURTS ME Source: jessiphia 497,014 notes This is important https://t.co/t7SzuasSlA

This is important https://t.co/t7SzuasSlA

Meme, Memes, and School: isaiah @isaiahxgarxa, My school is having meme day sol decided to be iconic thy Kim you're doing amazing sweetie If I ever met a magic genie and he wanted to grant me one wish (don't ask me why this genie only does one wish instead of the usual 3 maybe he's just a shitty genie) it would be to travel back in time to have a meme day at my high school

If I ever met a magic genie and he wanted to grant me one wish (don't ask me why this genie only does one wish instead of the usual 3 maybe ...

Memes, Kids, and Strong: The force is strong with this one Anakin Wong Anthony Wong Claudia Wong Matthew Wong Zo0 Wright Four Wongs make a Wright Who cares about this shitty joke, that kids name is Anakin 😂😂

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Memes, Attitude, and All The: When your man has a shitty attitude & you're thinking of all the freaky things you could be doing to him if he wasn't being such an asshole On me I need me a shorty like this 😭😩💦❤️🤞

On me I need me a shorty like this 😭😩💦❤️🤞

Funny, Memes, and Teacher: alla-peanut-butter-sandwiches: In fifth grade we were making little clay statues and mine came out shitty so l left a big air pocket in it so it would explode when the teacher put it in the kiln and it exploded so hard it destroyed ten other kids's statues and they were all on the verge of tears I thought it was really funny I still do I need a nap

I need a nap

Memes, Smoking, and Anxiety: Hit like if youve had a shitty conversation with a friend of a friend at 2am while sitting at this exact table This table gives me so much anxiety. So many people on cocaine chain smoking cigarettes have made plans at this type of table that will never happen, like "LET'S GO TO THE ZOO TOMORROW I HAVEN'T BEEN IN SOOOO LONG! ALSO LET'S TAKE SURF LESSONS, I'VE ALWAYS WANTED TO LEARN!!!" (IG: @sebobear)

This table gives me so much anxiety. So many people on cocaine chain smoking cigarettes have made plans at this type of table that will neve...

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