when you really hate the fuck out of someone but you cant say shit because everyone else loves them and you know deep down in your cold dead heart that they’re a terrible person
So when people leave, I’ve learned the secret: let them. Because, most of the time, they have to.
Let them walk away and go places. Let them have adventures in the wild without you. Let them travel the world and explore life beyond a horizon that you exist in. And know, deep down, that heroes aren’t qualified by their capacity to stay but by their decision to return.”
Will I be something?
Am I something?
And the answer comes:
You already are.
You always were.
And you still have time to be.
where do babies come from, really? they come from boys who want to sit on their ass, they come from girls who like to grow up too fast, they come from screaming, fighting, makeup sex
me, international version
this guy was watching the vmas with me and now he’s educating himself how precious is that
he keeps asking me all these questions about aspects of feminism and he’s like “so basically it’s about letting women do what they want without being judged for it” and I was like yea and he was like “oh okay that’s so simple why isn’t everyone a feminist” it’s precious
update: I banged him
Good on ya
I decided I needed my boy in my bed after he called the ideals of Asian femininity “misogynist”
Apparently having respect for women is all it takes to get you laid.