I keep thinking oh man, I’m so immature. How am I allowed to be an adult.
Then I spend time with teenagers.
And it’s like, wow, okay, yeah. I am an adult. I am so adult. Look at me adulting all over the place.
Some people have sex and that’s okay
Some people don’t have sex and that’s also okay
but what’s NOT okay is putting fucking ketchup in your god damn mac and cheese
well mannered boys who are into kinky shit behind closed doors
respectful boys who spank you til you’re bruised
calm boys who only lose it when someone else touches you
THE WORST PART OF HAVING CURLY HAIR IS WHEN PEOPLE ASK IF YOU HAVE BRUSHED YOUR HAIR LIKE NO I FUCKING HAVEN’T BECAUSE IF I DO THAT I WILL POOF UP AND LOOK LIKE A FUCKING CLOUD SO WOULD YOU RATHER WALK AROUND WITH A FUCKING CLOUD HEAD OR WITH PRETTY CURLS SHUT THE FUCK UP AND EAT YOUR STRAW HAIR
when you unzip a guys pants while he has a boner does it pop up immediately like a wack-a-mole or does it slowly rise like dracula from his coffin
neither. the penis does not exist until you summon it through a series of mystic chants and riverdancing
i worry about the people on here sometimes
"you have little boobs!" “wow you look really tired!" “you look sick" “you’re look mad" “i don’t like your outfit, you looked better in that other shirt" “your hair is really messy!" “wow you sure are eating a ton!" “did you just wake up?" “i liked your hair before you cut it!"