Things I dont understand part 1
sad-teeth: xjeremyjohnsonx: Why do men get to have a say in women’s rights? Why do straight people get to decide if queer people can marry? Why do only white people get to decide if something’s “really” racist? Why does anyone who is not a part of a group try to make decisions for and about that group? Like what they can and cant do, what’s a “real” issue and what isnt, and whether they...
the-more-you-mo: theoncomingstormofgallifrey: such-a-retardis: catswithbenefits: why ride a rollercoaster when you can ride me Because rollercoasters can actually make me scream. LOL DAYUM ……
wall-mothafuckas-need-cheesus: there isn’t enough shia on my dash, i will follow any shia loving blog right now. I’m not alone.
smalltownbigguy: in the south we don’t say “you’re a dumb fuck” we say “bless your heart” and i think that’s beautiful.
sweetdez: detrea: fuckyeahhugsandkisses: a-little-insane: the best part about being the little spoon while cuddling is being able to rub your butt against the person’s junk The best part about being the big spoon while cuddling is getting to rub your junk against the person’s butt The best part about the big spoon as that it lets me get bigger portions of ice cream as I cry alone in my...
if you’re mad at me please just tell me what i did wrong instead of ignoring me
cjhatesboredom: meanwhile in twitter… moments later…
rosaley: Some of you people desperately need to learn a little grace. If you say something racially or culturally offensive or insensitive (or offensive PERIOD) and someone calls you out on it, the proper response is, “I’m sorry I was offensive.” Not, “It was just a joke,” or, “But I’m not racist!” or, “Call me and I’ll tell you why you’re wrong.” “I’m sorry I was offensive.” Curtsey, exit. ...
apatheticghost: what i learned from school im a fucking piece of shit everybody else is also a fucking piece of shit mitochondria is the powerhouse of the cell
makeitzayn: finally home alone *rips off pants* *blasts music* *eats 7 cookies*
I didn't get a hair pat down at the airport!
It’s the little things in life these days…
mother: you need to stop playing the sims.
me: ah fweegah fwaa boobasnot cayoo dis wompf es fredesche
Need more people to follow on myfitnesspal
postgradfitspo: Anyone? Reblog with your handle on there and I’ll follow you! anyone?