Katie Perry doesn’t need an inspiration, she already thinks she’s a champion.
once i take my bra off, don’t ask me to do shit for u bitch bc once that bra comes off, i am clocked out of life. i am done. i am finished. i am logged the fuck out.
isn’t it weird to think that someone might have caught you in the background of a photograph of somebody else
and you don’t know them and they don’t know you, but maybe that photo is framed on a desk or stuck in a photo album
and you were just going about your life, but you’re also somehow a part of the life of this stranger you’ve never met, forever connected by that one photograph
I think about this all the time
tried to explain to the seven year old i babysit that being immortal would actually be awful because eventually everyone you know would die and you would be alone and he was like “good”
Serial killers in the making
sometimes my laptop gets really hot and starts burning my leg but i fight through the pain because i am a blogging warrior
"the female orgasm doesn’t exist"
well not my fault your dick game weak
What exactly did I do?
anon you make my day <3