soooo now im on tumblr and listening to music. FUCK. I really needed this summer blowout party scene. Next time bitches, next fucking time.
why do bitches have tiny cars. Fuck sakes get a big car or a jeep or something.
i dont understand people when they say, “i don’t believe in same sex marriage”. I can’t wrap my head around it. My eyes pop out, i stop working and break down.
Men who can’t cook, clean, or even do their own laundry are not “cute” and “in need of a woman to care for them”. They are spoiled brats so dependent on gender roles that they never bothered to learn the minimal skills to take care of themselves.
girls don’t want boys. girls want well written female characters and a black widow movie
I am currently reading, The Catcher in the Rye, and i don’t know man. This kid complains ALOT. I’m not into it, i can’t wait to be finished. Is there some philosophical-deep meaning to the book? It’s a classic, i know but am I missing something about the book?