i am perfectly fine with having other people sit on my lap but i can’t sit on other people’s laps because i’m always paranoid that i’d crush them and they’d diE
don’t hurt BEES. they just want to pollinate flowers and make honey. hurt WASP’s. fuck them and their old money, big mansions, and country clubs
i always had my head wrapped around the idea of getting into a wonderful university and getting a good job and getting married and having a family and being able to support them but for some reason now all i want to do is travel and eat new foods and meet new people and get a tan and buy a one way ticket and not come home
*tags one post NSFW*
ASSTITTYBUTTFUCKSLUTS IS NOW FOLLOWING YOU
PROLAPSEDMILFANUSES IS NOW FOLLOWING YOU
TAKINGGIANTDICKSINMYNOSTRILS IS NOW FOLLOWING YOU
ASIANTEENCAKEFARTS IS NOW FOLLOWING YOU
LESBIANNIPPLECUNT IS NOW FOLLOWING YOU
I’m going to try this
does this mean you guys are gonna help me with my math homework
we’ve taught girls to romanticise nearly everything a boy does. when i was younger i thought it was cute that boys chased the girl even after she said no. i loved it when after a girl moved away from a kiss, the guy would pull her back and force it on. i thought a guy saying ‘i won’t take a no for an answer’ was passionate and romantic. we’re literally always teaching girls to romanticise abusive traits.
And then the magical traveling circus of scholastic would randomly show up
at the motherfucking BOOK FAIR
I seriously miss the book fair.
Wait, you mean these don’t exist anymore?
We even had them in Pakistan and they were a big hit.
Oh the good old days
Oooo I got some of my most favorite books at these things. My favorite was when you were allowed to pick out a book for free!