you really learn to appreciate life that first day after your period is over

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I don’t understand straight men who slut-shame women.

mermaid-slut-queen:

whoa-shut-it-down:

mermaid-slut-queen:

Let me get this straight: you want women to have sex with you, but you don’t want them to want to have sex with you?

*face-palm* its like you have no idea or concept of what a slut is. jfc

it’s like you have no concept or idea of how much of a misogynist you are.

crystalindulgence:

ellisewillloveyouforever:

melaniejadeee:

hausofvogue:

jacqeuline:

omfg

honestly though…

thats $1,000 AND roses.

hi please be my boyfriend

omg

doctor-owl:

I always laugh at this part and people look at me like what’s your problem

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madeleineishere:

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same

balthazarswings:

mieva-r:

That… isn’t the expression of someone who’s defeated, guys. That’s the expression of someone who’s biding their time and plotting

That’s the expression of my panties flying off my body.

^

Youngsters are watching Titanic in the other room.

meorkisyourpants:

New Korra trailer from Nick’s Upfront.

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Anonymous asked: you wrote this issue concerning your relationship, don't know it its old or not. but you practically pin pointed how i felt during my relationship. He was the most perfect boyfriend , to perfect .you would think he was from a heart warming love novel.. but he planned to marry me and love me for more then eternity. When it got to the last months of our relationship and talked about our kids and our future to gather i started to push him away and tried finding an escape, how did you deal with it?

Just be honest with him, I guess. Someone you care for deserves the truth. I told him straight up that that kind of talk freaked me out. I knew why (cheating dad issues), so I explained it to him and he kind of understood. It had hurt him a lot though, since I didn’t mind the marriage/future talk at first. TBQH, it still gets me that I had hurt him, more so now that we’ve broken up. I just try to distract myself from those feels.

(Also if you want to talk more, come off anon?)

anondracomalfoy:

Sometimes when I see Tom use the incorrect form of “your/you’re” on Twitter, I stroke my computer screen and whisper, “bby it’s okay I will teach you as we make love.”

the-vashta-nerada:

• i find it pretty fucking inconsiderate that my grandchildren haven’t used time travel to visit me.
• and frankly, i’m a bit offended.
• AM I NOT GOOD ENOUGH FOR YOU GRANDCHILDREN? 
• WELL FUCK YOU 
• MAYBE I WON’T EVEN HAVE KIDS AND YOU WON’T EXIST 
• HOW DO YOU FEEL ABOUT THAT

I used to be terrified of the future and its vague nature. I hated ambiguity. I wanted to know every single detail of my future. I wanted to know if I got disgustingly rich like I always wanted to, I wanted to know if I looked like my daughter, I wanted to know if I grew old with my other half, I wanted to know if I was happy. I had this desperate need to know, because the fact that there were millions of possibilities and it was all up to me, well.. it was overwhelming.

Then something horrible happened.

This wonderful sweet boy appeared with promises of love, marriage, kids and happy ever after- basically all I ever wanted. He talked about our kids, our pets, our future. He said with utmost certainty that he would love me for all time. He looked at me with eyes that said: this is my forever.

He scared the hell out of me.

This was it, right? The man every girl, after reading too much romance novels and watching chick flicks, dreamt about? The One? So why did I, a girl with a passionate love for romance novels and chick flicks, feel suffocated by his presence? Why did his talks of the future, our future, make me feel like walls were rapidly closing in on me? Why did his words feel like bullets? He offered certainty, the very thing I wanted for years and yet I was scared to the bone. What the fuck is wrong with me?

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