If you won’t sing in the car with me when we drive, we can’t be friends
I hope yahoo knows that absolutely everyone on this site uses google
We use it too.
Oh my God
petition to make young adult authors stop writing about girls whose lives change when they meet a boy
When she saw him time slowed to a stop. He was so perfect and she knew her life would never be the same because she had finally found him. The one. The first boy she would ever kill.
sometimes i wanna be top
and sometimes i wanna be bottom
look at that fancy fuckin bunkbed jesus christ. back in my day, there were no stairs for easy access to the top. the road to the top bunk was a vertical fucking climb of wooden slats that you had to scramble to find purchase on. the one that made it to the top was not only a victor, but a survivor