adulthood is just a constant struggle of, “man, i want cookies for breakfast, but I also recognize this is a bad nutritional decision. On the other hand, the only one who can stop me is me. i know that fucker’s weaknesses. i could totally take me in a fight.”
ok i spent my day w my cute gay squad and im kinda ready to get back to the cruel world of heterosexuality
*gets hit with feelings i thought i was over with* mmm i see that we’re recycling now
Dark eyed people: yeah my eyes are brown
Bright eyed people: my eyes are blue but when the light hits them they're green with gold speckles and if you look closely there's a turquoise ring around it and if you look at them under a microscope you'll see some violet-ish fiber-like things
Bright eyed people: my eyes are blue but when the light hits them they're green with gold speckles and if you look closely there's a turquoise ring around it and if you look at them under a microscope you'll see some violet-ish fiber-like things
God made me a lesbian because deep down she knew no man could handle my feminism
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not being able to identify ur own emotions be like. im in a mood. a moody mood. the kind of mood that feels…. moody
the hate that comes from within the community hurts way more than the hate that comes from straight cis people
the only one who ever truly cared about me is dead and i didn't even get to say goodbye