Carly Marie. 17. Street fighter. Cat enthusiast. Band geek. Mind reader.
I’m laying awake thinking about you. Everything feels foreign without you. Because you’re far from me, I don’t feel whole. Everything I thought I knew, I do not. You make everything right. You make everything good. Things make sense with you near. Without you, life is a foggy forest— dark and dismal.
Unknown (via perfect)
what the fuck even is my sexuality: the musical
including great hits such as
oh no he’s hot
oh shit she’s hot too
why is everyone hot
and everyone’s favorite
how did i used to think i was straight?
I can’t tell what that person over there identifies as and now I’m confused but slightly aroused
with the big finale
I dont even care anymore just have sex with me
"Don’t wear a hoodie if you don’t want to be mistaken for a criminal and shot."
"Don’t get drunk at a party if you don’t want to be sexually assaulted."
"Don’t argue with a cop if you don’t want to get killed."
"Don’t walk home by yourself if you don’t want to get raped."
Victim blaming 101: Everyone should live in fear from ever doing anything.
- Intimacy. Hold my waist. Stroke my neck. Kiss my forehead. Hold my hand.
- Maturity. Patience is amazing. A prize will come to you when the time is right. Its called falling in love. Waiting is hard. But worth it.
- Honesty. I don’t care what you’ve done. I care about what you will do in the future. Be honest with me, I’ll be honest with you.
- Care. Because not many people give a crap about anything anymore.
WARNING: THIS POST CONTAINS STRONG LANGUAGE
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