I need someone to come to gigs with me and then fuck me in the bathroom after.
when people give me compliments I feel like a vending machine trying to accept a wrinkly dollar and it’s just really frustrating for everyone involved
true love is having a crush on him even after he got a haircut
the female mind is a very strange place.
No one’s denying it
If you’re going to get into an argument with me & you call me “hun” I will slit your knee caps & ship you to Antarctica