That fucking ugly ass hoe is so lucky my friends held me back. I never get mad but how dare you push me like that. So fucking angry.
Some ugly ass Mexican bitch tried to fight me. I don’t even know why I’m ducking the nicest person Alive. I woulda fucked that hoe up. Come at me bitch
Anonymous asked: will i get married?
While I thought that I was learning how to live, I have been learning how to...– Leonardo da Vinci (via le-coeur-retreci)
littlestbug: poutingly: angryfuckingvegan: Milk is not natural. Milk is not natural. Milk is not natural. Milk is not natural. Milk is not natural. Milk is not natural. Milk is not natural. Milk is not natural. Milk is not natural. Milk is not natural. Angryfuckingvegan comes the conclusion that cows are not real and milk does not actually exist i’m imagining him alone in his...
lolsofunny: So Zac Efron won People’s Choice Awards for ”Favourite Dramatic movie actor” and all I can think about is
leftforbed: leftforbed: mcsnuggie: true self control is waiting until the movie starts to eat your popcorn why would the movie eat my popcorn nevermind i get it
ianthe: schmergo: ianthe: nothing grape flavored is flavored like grapes it’s just flavored like other grape flavored things and this is why I have trust issues FUN FACT: Grape artificial flavor was the first artificial flavor created, by accident. That means that some guy decided, “Whoa, this smells a lot like grapes,” and now everyone pretends it’s grape-y, too… It tastes like an...
My BFF Coming out to her 89 Year old Grandmother
BFF: Grandmother I need to talk to you
Grandma: [concerned voice] What? What is it? Are you sick?
BFF: No, no. Grandma. I'm gay.
BFF: I'm gay Grandma. I have a girlfriend now.
Grandma: [relieved voice] Oh honey, is that all? I thought you had cancer. Anytime someone needs to tell me something they are sick. Who's your girlfriend, when is her birthday? I'll bake her a pie.
Send me 'HAVE YOU EVERS' and I will reply with YES...
vvebkinz: mr steal yo mechanical pencil
run-cause-hitler: enayalate-h8-this-year: bbanditt: slett: winchestercodependency: ibecameacat: what if all your fingers just turned into tongues… like what would you even do dude people with vaginas would have the best time getting off “People with vaginas” what are those called again I can’t remember this is what yahoo payed 1.1billion dollars for
itslondonfog: Why do white people kiss their kids on the lips I find that really weird
inrambows: there’s something so nice about the idea of just innocently sharing a bed with someone you have feelings for and waking up right next to them
prettyoddvirtues: friendlycloud: hitlervevo: why the fuck cant we text the police lets say there is a murderer in ur house and you’re hiding behind your sofa and you do have your phone with you but you can’t call the police because the murderer might hear you Relevant relevant to what exactly?
brvdleysoileau: how is “slut” even an insult wtf get that dick grl
starksexual: i was at the bus stop with my sister the other day and for no apparent reason, she says: ‘dude, there are more dead people in the world than living people’ and the woman standing beside me whispered ‘holy shit’ and i fucking lost it
We would be together and have our books and at night be warm in bed together...– Ernest Hemingway, A Moveable Feast (via larmoyante)
Woman: I'm smart
Patriarchy: Well you're probably ugly then
Woman: I'm creative
Patriarchy: You mean unattractive right?
Woman: I have all these incredible accomplishments
Patriarchy: Yeah but look how ugly you looked doing them
Woman: I have value
Patriarchy: Not if you're ugly lol
Woman: I'm conventionally-attractive & posted selfies on my blog
Patriarchy: I'm so sick of these empty-headed chicks only caring about their looks. Just because you are attractive and get attention from men doesn't mean you are special or deserve respect. Why don't you read a book or do something productive with your life you dumb slut
if you kiss my neck, you can softly hear the sound of my clothes being thrown to the other side of the room.
Once upon a time there was a boy who loved a girl, and her laughter was a...– Nicole Krauss, The History of Love (via cultivate-solitude)