do you ever just meet someone who you think you wouldn’t really get close to but then like a year later they’ve become very close and dear to you and you just kinda think, wow im really glad i met this person i don’t know what i’d do without them
my dad just yelled “IT SOUNDS LIKE YOURE MAKING OUT WITH SOMEONE YOU BETTER NOT HAVE A BOY IN THERE”
If you’re “mature” enough to have sex, you’re mature enough to deliver the baby you’ll possibly create, abortion isn’t an option.
if you’re “mature” enough to own a gun, you’re mature enough to die from being fucking shot. medical care isn’t an option.
i wish i had a killer body
*suddenly my fingers turn into knives, my nipples become lasers, and my left leg turns into a crowbar*
yes…. this will do
what if tattoos just randomly appeared on our skin at key points in our lives and we had to figure out what they meant for ourselves
lol imagine waking up one morning and thug life is tatted on your chest
“I didn’t choose the thug life, the thug life chose me.”
We’d be like the my little pony ponies!
Reblog if your boobs glow in the dark.