you never realize how boring your life is until someone asks what you like to do for fun.
"you shouldn’t be depressed, people have it worse than you"
finally, after years of searching, the person with the worst life ever is found. formally, they are granted permission to be sad. but only them. only they have earned it. no sads for anyone else at all ever
it started out with a click
how did it end up like this
it was only a click
It was only a click.
Here’s the thing about being pro choice that people don’t get…
You don’t have to morally agree with abortion to be pro choice. That’s why it’s not called pro abortion. It’s an understanding that you can’t make that choice for someone else and they have full control over that not you. It’s pro I’m not the boss of everyone else.
This is important.
I think the real question is why should a girl shave, preen and diet herself into oblivion for a guy in sweatpants and a t shirt who hasn’t trimmed his pubes in 3 years
Please stop reblogging this I’m scared a social justice warrior is gonna find it and realise I’m a boy
Honestly the fact that a guy says this is really something to me
And by something I mean it’s fucking attractive every other man on the planet should take notes