That is too much power for one human being
The fuck? I fucked up. I fucked up. I fucked up. I fucked up. I fucked up. I fucked up. I fucked up. I’m so sorry. I’m trash.
why doesn’t anywhere sell normal clothes for women? like i want a plain black fuckin sweater not a mohair cross stitch embroidered cropped asymmetrical slouch longline short sleeved drop hem thing with a hole in the back
how to stay warm in your freezing bedroom:
put on a comfy sweater
put a sweatshirt on over it
put leggings on
put sweatpants on over them
4 pairs of fuzzy socks
light your bed on fire
and a partridge in a pear tree
On a scale of cuddles to rough sex i need everything on the fucking scale.
Sometimes when I say “I’m okay”, what I really want is for someone to hold my hand, look me in the eyes and say “I know that you’re not okay, here is $1000.00”.
i’m afraid sex will sound the same as when you stir potato salad and that’s why i’m staying a virgin
warning for new followers: there’s a lot of lesbian activity happening in this blog
Warning? More like “you’re welcome”.
how to fix anything:
- avoid problem
- sit in grass and talk to flowers
Hey America, guess what the date is?
Pretty much everyone!
wait are girls not supposed to sit with their legs wide open and since when
i’ve been thinking about that response for a few hours
This is literally the basis of my sexual nature
The cold never bothered me anyway
Brittany and Santana + Lockers