Don’t be slutty, don’t have sex. But be sexy. If you’re too sexy though and you get raped, then that’s you’re own fault because you’re not actually supposed to listen to us about being sexy, even though we tell you your value is derived from how sexy you are. If you get into a position of power, we will assume that you used your sex appeal to get there and not your brains and we will mock you even though we told you the only thing that mattered was your sex appeal. Make yourself accessible to me, but holy shit stop being so desperate and needy. Don’t be a tease. If we want to have sex with you, don’t friendzone us, even though we just fucking told you not to have sex.
patriarchy proverb (via stfueverything)

cute-bird-dad:

i grab my friend and yell OH MY GOD HAVE YOU SEEN THIS VINE, my friend turns around; i am holding an excellent specimen of vitis coignetiae, we are botanists

splders:

*eats 4 slices of pizza*

im so full

*eats another 4 slices of pizza*

alt-j:

dont u fucking talk shit about high school musical


(Source: teenagenicks)

Worrying won’t stop bad things from happening. It only stops you from enjoying the good.
Unknown (via purplebuddhaproject)

(Source: sizvideos)


lilly-and-the-vineyard:

I feel this on a spiritual level.

(Source: chloeparkers)

hope-for-komaeda:

bunnywithacape:

'Olay?'
‘Olay.’
The Fault In Our Sombreros.

Nacho average love story.

it’s spelled olé not olay you illiterate fuck this ain’t the fault in our lotions