Para el estomago y para la cruda…
I swear the fuckin producers of the simpsons knew shit was an issue before anyone opened their eyes.
i can’t wait until october when there’s no sun outside and everything is cute colors and it’s cold and there are terrible horror movies on tv, my power is at its peak then
A Beautiful Legend
nah mom I went to bed 4 hours ago I just woke up to go to the bathroom
Me as a grandma.
i’m a strong believer that not everything you do needs an explanation. if you want a tattoo, get one. if you rather stay home that night, it’s okay to miss that party. don’t forget that you’re living for yourself. you don’t owe anyone an explanation for your choices or preferences.
You are my sweetest downfall
I loved you first, I loved you first…