sorry mom I’m just taking your advice about not giving in to peer pressure so you’ll have to find someone else to do the dishes
Beauty or brains?
Fuck that, it’s not a dichotomy. Let’s not act like mascara glues girls eyes so shut that they can’t read a word of Dickens or solve a trig problem. Let’s talk about how no boy has ever been asked if he’d rather get his Bachelor’s or get married; no boy has ever been told that he’s too handsome to run for office. So why cover up my tits so you can take me seriously?
Beauty or brains? I’ll take ‘em all, thanks.
Slam fuckin’ dunk thank u
"ew you still like fall out boy"
"isnt that eye liner guy the lead singer"
"soul punk sucked"
"pete is the only cute one"
"you talk about patrick stump too much"
"We live in a world where losing your phone is more dramatic than losing your virginity"
Um ok but I don’t recall my virginity having 16 GB of memory with all my contacts, music, photos, calendars, and apps or costing over $200.
my phone is an expensive and important material object and not a useless social construct put in place to shame and commodify women
Plus I remember where I lost my virginity.
Half of me wants to be really cool and wear black skinny jeans and combat boots all the time with snakebites and blue hair and thick eyeliner and play electric guitar and not give a fuck but the other half of me wants to wear knitted jumpers and pretty dresses and curl my hair and listen to acoustic music and be pretty and cuddly and drink cups of tea anduuuuuuuugh
I feel you