Yeah, you, the person who looks incredibly bored. Yeah, you. I’m talking to you.
You have really nice eyes.
I like your smile, too, because it means you’re happy, and I like it when you’re happy.
Now keep on scrolling because this is really embarrassing for me, okay?
my sister sent me a text saying “for the next 30 years you have to live with one person in the same room all the time. afterwards you have to kill them. would you choose someone you like or someone you hate?”
I have never been more distraught in my entire life
Abortion seems to be the only medical procedure that people want to deny you based on how you got in that situation.
Drove drunk, got in an accident and need an organ transplant? No problem.
Messing around with a gun, accidentally shoot yourself in the leg and need surgery? Of course.
Smoke tobacco for most of your life and need treatment for lung cancer? Yep.
Climb a tree, fall out and break your leg? We’ll fix that right up.
Have sex and get pregnant when you don’t want to be? YOU GOT YOURSELF INTO THIS SITUATION AND YOU DESERVE NO MEDICAL HELP OR COMPASSION! THIS IS YOUR FAULT AND YOU WILL DEAL WITH THE CONSEQUENCES!” —Worry About Your Own Uterus (via fraternalclassics)
I wish that there was a socially acceptable way to say, “I’m having a bad mental health day and need you to pay attention to me,” without alienating everyone.
or: “I’m having a bad mental health day and need to be on my own for a while so please don’t be mad if I cancel our plans on short notice.”
Realistic Erotica: “Please don’t stop,” she moaned just as my fucking hand started to really cramp.
gotta reblog that crazy sex gif to let all my followers know i would do that sex act while doing the sex