“you wanna see my breasts” i say seductively to my boyfriend. i unbutton my shirt to reveal two large, succulent cuts of meat. i am a chicken. why do i have a boyfriend. why am i wearing clothes
(Source: kawhoru)
ladies. be careful when u wear spaghetti straps. it might distract the boys. they’ll start thinking of spaghetti. they will get hungry. they will stop at nothing to get their spaghetti.
lol it’s too late to be thinking about shit like this but i get really inadequate feelings knowing that i am not an intellectually driven book nerd who can name a billion authors and talk about radical politics fluently like a lot of my friends do, bcus those seem like really adult-like traits and i wish i wasn’t so dumb and so in my head to remember specific things that happened in history that i have already forgotten because it has nothing to do with my life and that’s kind of shitty
the only reason that i know about different struggles is because i am the product of the struggles generations before me conquered but didn’t overcome because my family is still poor and brown, and my parents still feel inadequate and subconsciously put white people on a pedestal and were all depressed because we tried our best to hustle but our best wasn’t good enough and my dad just wants to go back to Mexico already. i just wish i was smarter and could retain information okay
Your mouth
could do
brutal
things
to my
heart
but you’re a
risk
I’m willing to
fuck
because I have a feeling
your hands
would do
beautiful
things
to my
thighs.
(Source: grasstafarian)
Lmao you have either already met me or this is a really accurate assumption, thank you
