My dad just said: at your age you’ll probably wanna try a lot of things. Boys, girls, being a girl, being a boy, being punk or goth or spunky. And im okay with that. As long as you don’t come home and tell me youre a republican
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Basically I like lots of things. I don't really have preferential pronouns so just do whatever you feel like. Please don't be an assclown. Also if anyone needs things inbox me I will do my best to help. I literally do not care what/who you are, I love you all pretty much.
Will protect my babies until my last breath. I'm a sarcastic piece of shit. I'm really shit at typing properly on mobile which is what I use 99% of the time.
Oh also I'm 16, panromantic, heterosexual, wishing I lived in a world with dragons
My little brothers piss me off. Whiny piss babies the lot of them.
I like books, like most of every book. I have basically my own library.
Names are important
Can call me Cassidy/Cas/Cassi/pretty much whatever, I'm down.
Didn’t think i could get anymore excited about this film
please stop making trailers with fading effect….it’s terrible to gif it.
will my husband ever return from war?
From Anna’s POV
Mangaka/Artist: A-KAAlways reblog. Most amazing and unique sketches.
Holy crap I realized a quarter of the way through what I was looking at and freaked
I’m sorry but what is that promo picture even??
Yes WHAT IS IT
In that last one I feel like he is about to lick John’s ear.
one is not like the others
There is no good and evil, there is only power and those too weak to seek it.
my roommate just got her period and came storming into the kitchen shouting THIS IS JUST NOT AN EFFICIENT REWARD SYSTEM FOR NOT GETTING PREGNANT.
when u try to tell ur friends a pun
I was not expecting that last photo
My dad credits this as his favorite photo of me.
When I was younger, I was very socially anxious. I hated crowds, hated attention, hated being up on stage. In preschool there was this little Halloween show that we put on, and man, I did not want to do that shit, let me tell you. All those parents watching me sing some stupid song? Nah, that ain’t me.
But I was forced to, and I was pissed about it. My dad was in the audience, taking pictures and enjoying the show. In that moment, I swear, my tiny four year old was pure rage and resentment. I felt the word “fuck” years before I knew what it was.
My dad pointed the camera at me, and I turned, and I looked. I gave him the look that summed up all the anger, all the absolute fury that was brewing inside me. He says that he had never before seen such a perfect depiction of total and complete hatred. In his four year old son.
To this day whenever I get pissed, he calls me “Buzz Lightyear”.
I felt the word “fuck” years before I knew what it was.
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