It’s not about the kissing, holding hands, the dates, the sex, and showing off. It’s about being with someone who makes you happy in a way that no one else can. It’s about being with someone who accepts you and your weirdness. It’s about being yourself around them and they can be their self around you.
u know its ok to admit that u love me in my ask
sometimes i wonder how my life would’ve turned out if i hadn’t signed up for tumblr
Imagine having sex with a girl and she turns into a legit monster
Do you continue fucking her or do you run away?
does the pussy stay human pussy or does it become monster pussy? will she kill me if my stroke weak? if the condom breaks, will i create an x men baby? do monsters get the clap? its levels to this shit and i need answers.
shoutout to those three followers who like and reblog literally everything you post
when somebody likes your selfie
when somebody likes and reblogs your selfie
when somebody likes and reblogs your selfie and then follows you
why are there some lipsticks like $30 please calm down you glorified red crayon
when you go to kill a bug and someone says “no stop it has feelings too!!!”