why do guys call girls “cunts” anyway though
why would you insult someone by referring to them as the only thing about them that actually matters to you
when I get mad at my boyfriend I don’t call him “salary”
if you ever see me reblog something as a link please dont judge me im sorry im probably on mobile and didnt mean it
too damn cute.
I’m, like, 6’5, 6’6 on a good day. I want to be, like—I’d do anything to be, like, 6’1, 6’2. I don’t know, I feel like I’m just—I’m just getting into, sort of… freakdom, you know.
Biodegradable cigarette filters with flower seeds.
Save the Planet, Kill Yourself.
how do i politely ask him to slam me against a wall and make out with me
COME ON AND SLAM AND WELCOME TO THE JAM
I do not know the individual involved in this, but, as an EMT, I feel compelled to post things like this. Wear a damn helmet, guys. I know you may think you look awesome and all the ladies will love how reckless you are, but you’re honestly just demonstrating just how little you value your own life. I know this horse has been absolutely beaten to death over the years, and I’m sure that my words won’t change some of your minds, but just look at the damage sustained by that helmet. Now imagine if your face was put through the same situation. While the helmet merely had part of it ground away by the sheer friction involved, your skull would be pudding. End of story.
TLDR Version: Wear a freaking helmet.
Wear. A. Fucking. Helmet. There’s a reason people in healthcare call them ‘donorcycles’.
don’t buy that “love is a serious word” crap, love freely, love carelessly, love yourself, love that lady bird that just flew past, love that cutie that served you lunch at a cafe that you’ll probably never see again, love every single cat you see and when you stop loving someone or something, don’t fight it. i don’t know what love is but i know it’s not serious.