I’m constantly torn between cute cuddles and nasty, dirty sex.
i have lost my pants
someone help me find my pants
they have disappeared
pants where are you
i hope they’re okay
throwback to when i was drunk and wrote this poem because i couldn’t find my pants
friendly reminder that thin-shaming is just as hurtful as fat-shaming
and statements like “real men like curves, only dogs go for bones” are still fucking offensive.
back to your regularly scheduled dashboard.
I want to eat pizza all day but I also want to be skinny, do you see the problem
canada looks really broken
u ok canada
We are slowly trying to distance ourselves from the US…piece by piece.
I’ll respect your opinion as long as your opinion doesn’t disrespect my existence.
THIS PHRASE SHOULD BE WRITTEN EVERYWHERE AROUND THE WORLD