in order to be truly cool you have to drop out once or twice while getting your BA. that's my opinion
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in order to be truly cool you have to drop out once or twice while getting your BA. that's my opinion
when the devil asks me what my favorite one direction album is
Passionate about little baby potatoes baked with garlic, butter, rosemary, and sea salt
Tired of seeing ugly men
*sigh* *releases toxic spores*
I love ass I love tits I love cutting my own hair I love standing in the balcony and eating a sandwich #girl
another night not being kissed. whatever
Dude i totally get why you say “help” now. It’s literally like, ....help! lol
like girl... help! lol
im going to explode in the kiln
Two-Headed Calf
by Laura Gilpin
Tomorrow when the farm boys find this freak of nature, they will wrap his body in newspaper and carry him to the museum.
But tonight he is alive and in the north field with his mother. It is a perfect summer evening: the moon rising over the orchard, the wind in the grass. And as he stares into the sky, there are twice as many stars as usual.
“I wait every year for summer, and it is usually good, but it is never as good as that summer I am always waiting for.”
— Martha Gellhorn, in a letter to Hortense Flexner and Wyncie King, from Selected Letters of Martha Gellhorn
if you’re a “man” where’s your black nail polish
You think you’re going to be hip and teen forever and then suddenly you find yourself drinking red wine and playing board games and lusting after men with beards
Heavy is the chest that wears the tits or whatever