right through the night til the sun rays greet me
fashion/funny/fuck/food/life. ♥
"Lust is Saturday night; love is Sunday morning."
written by Kid in my lit class (via kkarmachameleon)

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u have lips ….. i have lips …… interesting 

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i hate when people complain about how technology is “ruining everything.” i have over 200 pictures of my dog on my phone and i can send them to my friends when they are sad. how is that ruining anything. why do you hate happiness

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im still exhausted from beating all the other sperms

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i miss you

reblogging again cause holy perfect





#john barrowman is having none of your misogynist bullshit

i love that barrowman’s response also distances him from the contestant
"hahahaha women do laundry right john?  you with me, john?"
"don’t lump me in with you, you fucking martian”

This is what I’m talking about when I keep saying that men have to deny the endorsement. This guy wanted Barrowman’s tacit support or agreement for his sexism, as part of bonding through humour. John went nope.

Bolding mine.

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I’m going to forever reblog these words until I get what I deserve