I don’t approve of any GoT fanfic surrounding Sansa’s love life unless Sansa and Margaery are together.
Dennis probably thinks I fall asleep and don’t text him back but what really happens is I get to a point where his weird fucking texts are just too much to deal with and I can’t continue the conversation anymore.
I’m talking about you.
whenever i make a text post asking for help nobody ever helps. if you made a text post asking for help i would help. i see how our tumblr relationship works here.
Remember sometimes getting the song you were actually looking for and sometimes getting an mp3 of bill clinton saying that he didn’t have sexual relations with that woman instead
i’m afraid sex will sound the same as when you stir potato salad and that’s why i’m staying a virgin
i’m like completely obsessed with a person i met one time who goes to school 3 hours away and lives nearly 4 hours away please help me someone. and don’t you dare say “just forget it” because i am a person of action not inaction. also i don’t want that
do u ever flirt w/ someone and ur just like “haha oh my god id fuckin WRECK u”
sex is a lot like a hot bath
once you get your balls in the worst part’s over and you can get your torso and arms and stuff in
i’ve never had sex
tumblr suggests i follow autostraddle. what r u trying to say, tumblr?
Sometimes I feel as if my happiness is as hollow as the empty keystone ice that’s been rattling around the back of my car since Saturday.
Text me back, you cryptic bitch
maybe aliens don’t talk to us because we’re creepy. i mean we send them weird mix tapes and we keep trying to find out where they live
If you want to call a family meeting just turn off the wifi router and wait in the room in which it is located.
i liked your selfie because i want to fuck the life out of you