Zach Stone’s makeover is almost complete.
How to Turn All Your Essays into Feminist Rants No Matter the Subject Matter: An Autobiography by Me.
when i first got my tumblr i was a huge fucking dork and i enabled that thing that puts your tumblr posts on your facebook but then i forgot that i did that and reblogged a post that said “reblog if your dick is as big as the universe” and my mom was like “oh my” and my great uncle saw it and commented “that’s my girl” and i have never been so done in my life
IM LAUGHING SO HARD WHO THINKS “OH I THINK IM GOING TO DRESS UP AS A SEXY CORN THIS HALLOWEEN”
reblogging those “send me asks!!” posts and having nobody come into your askbox is like holding up your hand for a high-five in a crowd and everyone ignoring you until you slowly put your hand down and press ‘delete post’
fun fact i learned yesterday: a group of pugs is called a “grumble”
[9th grade voice] ugh 8th graders
[8th grade voice] ugh 7th graders
[7th grade voice] ugh 6th graders
[6th grade voice] haha ‘penis’
[5th grade voice] *gasp* you said penis
[College voice] haha ‘penis’
I just want to get a cute apartment with a cute person and wear nothing but underwear and a big t-shirt or sweater and dance around, cook for each other, make our own movies and record each other while we’re playing, smiling, and laughing, and lay in bed together at night snuggled up warm together so close that we can hear each others pulse.
the ridiculous thing is that i’m pretty smart but at the same time i manage to be the dumbest person alive
a kiss makes ur day but anal sex makes your hole weak