Someone on twitter just said “Females get mad at the dumbest shit” HOLD UP FOR A FUCKING SECOND. No we don’t. We DO OUR VERY FUCKING BEST TO MAKE SURE THAT YOURE HAPPY but do we get the same treatment? No we fucking don’t. Would you stay up with your girlfriend all night on the phone just because she didn’t want you to sleep? Would you fucking get mad at them and then get mad at yourself for getting mad? Would she leave your ass for hours on hours on hours playing a fucking video game? No she wouldn’t because she fucking actually loves you. When we get mad at you, they’re about 10 things that we’re mad about all at the same time. All that you’ve fucking done. I’m sorry for cursing so much but I’m literally so done with tonight that I just can’t help it. Honestly though fuck boys who think girls are over emotional and shit because if I acted like you, you’d break it off quick as fuck because boys will never have enough patience, understanding, and that sense of I’m just gonna say he’s right even though he’s not. It’s not fucking fair and it’s not right. So fuck you for saying girls get mad at stupid shit.

Have you ever listened to a duet and the male vocalist is just so strong and passionate and the girls voice is so soft yet sassy and it just becomes your favorite break up song ever. Well I’ve been in a relationship for almost 9 months now. A very happy one, at that. Well I was listening to some songs and I’m not gonna say which one hit me but damn did that hit me. I got the most vivid flash back of me just crying in my car, crying whilst walking to my car, crying while singing the song on the top of my lungs. I remember putting it on repeat and constantly crying. My point is… Why did I do that to myself? Why did I purposely always listen to it? Did I want a reason to hold on? Idk. It just freaked me out on how real the flashback felt. My heart still feels a little sunken in. I just wish Kevin would wake up so I could tell him I love him and all types of sweet stuff🙈😌



I’m at Disneyworld and tonight in honor of robin,the magic kingdom’s firework show was named genie’s wishes,and in the end they said “genie,you’re free”


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i remember when i was 14 this kid asked me out and i told him i wasnt allowed to date till i was 16 and he said “i’ll wait.”

two years later he wished me a happy birthday and asked me out

did you say yes



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This romance that everyone talks about is bull shit. The amount of love that I give my boyfriend doesn’t come from the amount of time he’s surprised me with flowers. It doesn’t come from the amount of candy he’s given me during my period. I doesn’t come from good morning texts. I love him with my whole heart and it comes from the amount of times he’s kissed my forehead when he woke up before me. It comes from the times that he’s taken care of me when I was sick. It comes from the hard, tummy hurting laughs we’ve had from watching too many vines together. If anyone says that they want a romantic guy think again. I used to think I was a hopeless romantic until I met the most unromantic, mood killing male in the world… But he’s my boyfriend and when he does something sweet… I appreciate it. It could be a forehead kiss… It could be a kit kat bar. I don’t care because he remembers that Kit Kats are my favorite candy bars. Romance doesn’t have to be dead but also, don’t count someone out because they don’t make big gestures of love. Men are only human. They’re shy, there’s pride, and like anyone else… Money doesn’t exactly grow on trees.


you’re as unsatisfying as cold french fries

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my body isnt a temple my body is a castle with a moat and crocodiles and a dragon who will set you on fire if you touch me

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