i hope that, wherever my hair ties go, they’re happy. that’s all that matters
I just want a break.
Cut me some slack. I can’t breathe. I dread the day every single time. I shouldn’t have to relive my past every other week.
Guys, i drank too much last night and screamed “FEMINISM 2.0!” and took off my shirt and bra at a party.
cilantro can fuck off
You’ll just find poop.