Things that make me sad:
Rain
Thunder storms

Things that make me angry:
Having to pee really bad and having no where to go.
Sitting in a wet skirt because my boss’ windows were rolled down during a torrential downpour.
Being told “come over” only to find him not home.

Things that make me livid:
Dealing with all of the above at the same fucking time. I’m going to rage one someone.

Falling in love makes you abandon your tumblr.

And there is nothing quite like the way his eyes look when he says “I think I love you.”

We just spent 5 straight days together. And he texts me to tell me he kind of misses me.

I miss him too.

Every time I look at him, I find myself thinking he’s it.

"My only regret is that
I didn’t tell enough people
to fuck off."
- My 92 year old grandma. (via lipstickbabe)

(Source: lule-bell, via sailandprep)

jannetgabriela:

rejecteng:

Nowadays most people ain’t even dating, they’re just talking, fucking, catching feelings, and ending up in situations

Most accurate description.

(via snellular117)

"‎’Slut’ is attacking women for their right to say yes. ‘Friend Zone’ is attacking women for their right to say no."
- And “bitch” is attacking women for their right to call you on it.  (via madgay)

(Source: emilys-nostalgia, via rad-ghxst)

lexlifts:

thornsandwillows:

If you take a young man and woman and they both tell a stranger that they work in the same restaurant, it’s very likely that they will assume that the woman is the waitress, and the young man a cook.

But I thought a woman’s place was in the kitchen? Not when she’s being paid for it. I can’t believe it took me this long to realize the implication of this. A woman’s place is one of servitude.

this fucking hit me like a fucking train 

(via butwhatislove-withoutlust)