when you love a song but you listened to it a lot during a really bad time in your life so it reminds you of bad times
I have a few copies of “Playboy” from the 1970s stashed away somewhere. One of them has a letter where a guy writes in saying, “I met this really gorgeous, sweet woman, and we were planning to get married, but she sat me down yesterday and told me that she had a sex change before she met me. Mr. Hefner, should I marry someone who used to be a man?” and the response was, “So she had a sex change, big whoop. Would you be asking this question if she’d made any other change in her life before she met you? You love the woman she is now, and that’s all that should matter. If you want kids you can adopt or something.”
I feel so conflicted right now
That awkward moment when Hugh Hefner is more trans-positive than most feminists of the same era.
Top 3 phrases that’ll create sexual tension
- "Make me",
- "oh really",
- "is that so"
"What’s in it for me?"
"The Black Death was one of the most devastating pandemics in human history, resulting in the deaths of an estimated 75 to 200 million people and peaking in Europe in the years 1348–50 CE."
- timothy over here askin’ for nudes when all u did was say hello
- connor who won’t calm down with his axe spray tryna infect ya lungs
- colin adding #420 to his bio when he smoked weed one time
- gregory mad cause u didn’t blow him after the first date
how to spot a fuckboy:
- white nike tube socks with his adidas sandals
- he wants to play 20 questions (!!!!!!!!! do not play !!!!!!!!!!! especially if there’s a “;)” involved)
- relies on his mom but doesn’t respect women
- looks like he just read one of jaden smith’s tweets in all of his selfies
- can’t find the clitoris
fuckboys come in all shapes and sizes and results may vary but when he a fuckboy…he a fuckboy…and u will know
my girl got a new haircut
Jumping on this fanart bandwagon, ‘cuz that bob is adorbs.
I knew Book 4 was already in post, but ye gods, that was fast. Too soon, guys, TOO SOON!
When I was about five, my family lived in a suburban house with a decent sized yard. Not in the front yard that required more upkeep as part of the neighborhood housing codes, but in the side yard, there were some naturally growing flowers, buttercups and similar things, that would attract insects from time to time. I remember one occasion where I caught a butterfly by slowly approaching it then pinching its wings between my thumb and index finger. I had seen a PBS show where people studying the migration habits of butterflies would hold them in a similar way to then tag the butterflies.
I let it go shortly after, without having shown anybody. I was just fascinated in holding something so delicate.