"Girls with armpit hair are gross "
bitch have you seen guy armpit hair. Its huge. Its like an entire ecosystem. Theres lost civilizations trapped in there. Girl armpits just have soft fuzzy peach hair. Shut thr fuck up
one time i forgot guys had armpit hair and one of my friends was wearing a tank top and he raised his arms to stretch and i screamed because it was like bAM WELCOME TO THE JUNGLE
imagine banana with any other vowel
Honestly, I don’t think it will “devastate” you (interesting word choice by the way ;D) I mean yeah, its pretty sad, well really sad, but I think the book’s overall amazingness will console you
okay, i see. now that you told me this i might actually dare to check if it’s avaliable in the library. seriously though, certain things literally devastate my emotional balance. I mean, I cried like a baby when i watched The Road and whenever I feel stupid enough to re-read Donna Leon’s Uniform justice it breaks me like a toothpick. ^^ you know, i’m that person that ‘has a lot of emotions’ and since i bother to hide them most of the time they really do burst out when i’m in private with a book or a movie or a piece of music…
I use hun not hon because you are not my honey, you are my fierce warrior
i am constantly amazed by straight dudes but not in like a good way
the whole thing is quite ridiculous and funny as shit so when i reached that assbrole tag i was already laughing so much i actually cried a little
do you ever feel like there’s just so many pretty girls but most dudes are just subpar like there are radiant goddesses everywhere and just piles and piles of guys in backwards baseball caps and sandals
it’s called makeup
you can put eyeliner on a frat boy that doesn’t change the fact that’s he’s wearing a neon muscle shirt and nike flip flops
i think of that every time i go out or simply sit and watch people go by. at times like that i wish i were a dude or better, that i were a lot more gay :D
raise your hand if you’re tired and sad and wanna make out with somebody
*raises legs too*
Sometimes you need to remind yourself that you were the one who carried you through the heartache. You are the one who sits with the cold body on the shower floor, and picks it up. You are the one who feeds it, who clothes it, who tucks it into bed, and you should be proud of that. Having the strength to take care of yourself when everyone around you is trying to bleed you dry, that is the strongest thing in the universe.
I absolutely needed to read that.
so did I *wraps arms around self*
She is what is wrong with women.
Men are allowed to have opinions.
Women are allowed to want to cater to them.
You, however are not allowed to get your preachy ass on here and be a raging cunt taco because you think you’re better than everyone else. Shit ain’t cool.
lmaooooooo i don’t think i’m better than everyone else but i’m definitely better than you, you ocean of cum
whoa, wait, who said men are not allowed to have opinions?
having an opinion is me sitting in my room and not liking assholes in general.
me going out, finding assholes and then going to the newspaper with their photos having them print a huge article saying “don’t talk to them if you want me and the 99% of people who hate assholes to like you” or “i hope they die because i don’t like seeing their faces around” is definitelly not ‘having an opinion’. do you understand?
i’m having the most meh-ish day ever… gosh. i’m simultaneously disgusted upon my own unproductivity and enjoying that i’m not doing anything.