In 2nd grade there was this boy in my class named Peter and I could never figure out if he was a boy or a girl because he had long hair and wore overalls and when I asked him he was like “I’m a boy why do people keep asking me if I’m a girl!” and then the substitute was like “I see a pretty little girl in the back who needs to stop talking” and  I think the expression on Peter’s face is what could only be described as 300% done.

(Source: ivlostmymindd, via homo-sex-uality)

mountincest:

lovemetoinfinity:

fatdough:

rewind-and-restart:

mountincest:

school doesnt even test your intelligence it tests your memory

it tests my patience

it tests my ability to hold my pee

it tests my ability to keep calm and not slap a bitch

whoa

(via homo-sex-uality)

bitchinbands:

hongkers:

hongkers:

Who robbed the tampon factory?

SOME BLOODY CUNT

are you fucking serious

(via homo-sex-uality)

• Person: How do lesbians have sex?
• Me: The question is how do they stop.

i-was-so-alone-and-iou-so-much:

vangoghstars:

sparkafterdark:

glamour-parade:

How do you politely tell someone that you want them naked on top of you

I’m pretty much positive that’s why poetry was even invented in the first place.

for the constellations of your skin to brush against
the earth of mine
i would swim the seas a thousand times

(please let’s fuck now)

That was beautiful

(Source: surf4ces, via homo-sex-uality)