If you don’t laugh during sex at least once, you’re having sex with the wrong person.
I can’t handle this.
|me:||whats your opinion on tampons|
|little brother:||they're little fuzzy sticks on strings|
|me:||then you are ultimately more mature than most boys|
|me:||for some reason tampons are gross and taboo just cuz they go in a vagina|
|little brother:||well so does a penis and boys never stop talking about those|
|me:||that is a fantastic point|
Why am I awake who summoned me
Maybe that means your soul mate is thinking about you
My soul mate needs to go the fuck to sleep
do you ever just get in a mood where you really love cereal
being high. that’s that thing you just described.
so basically when you have your period and your lower back hurts it is because your hips are contracting and spreading apart, only slightly, to make room for the release of the blood and linings of your uterus. so basically your body is going through a small and mild labor to push out the dead insides of your uterus. so basically I have gone through labor and basically I don’t want children.
why aren’t we taught this shit
I was mucking around with Audacity, listening to songs in reverse. For the fun of it, I put on everyone’s favorite song, Blurred Lines. And shockingly, I heard something I had never expected to hear. Robin Thicke was fooling us this whole time. He wasn’t trying to be misogynistic, he wanted us to listen closer to the song and understand that he in fact does believe his lady partner needs to be treated with the utmost respect.
You might find it VERY hard to believe, but I implore you to listen very closely (with headphones if you can, because it can be hard to hear). The message I’m talking about comes in around the 30 second mark.
this was beautiful
i love this post so much
oh my god he’s actually brilliant
i fucking called it
this is beautiful
I was so so wrong.
— "10 Word Poem" series - #16 (via her0inchic)
oh my god i’m fucking sick of this generation’s mentality that your sadness is beautiful and somebody will fix you and all this fucking john green shit nobody will find you in a bookstore reading bukowski and want to lie with you and nobody will kiss your scars and you will not be like effie and freddie you’ve got to be your own fucking hero and surround yourself with positivity