I have a sadness shield that keeps out all the sadness, and it’s big enough for all of us.
today’s reason why i love my girlfriend
When I’m having freak-outs and I flail in her bed and strip down to underwear and a shirt and yell into pillows and want to punch walls and whine like a baby and make random animal sounds
she takes my hand and says “let’s go have ice cream.”
and we walk to the kitchen and have ice cream.
i was literally just thinking about this
i wanna go topless in public.
I would totally do this
I WANNNNAAAAAAAAAHJSKJADJKASHDLJA
ok so I have a new life goal
It really is unbelievably strange to me that people without breasts can go shirtless, but people with breasts can’t. I haven’t heard a reasonable argument as to why this sort of preferential treatment is acceptable.
yup
SERIOUSLY.
(via octopusboner)
Just show your tits (or see some tits) and everything is okay.
