why do men romanticize letting a girl’s hair down like undoing her ponytail or something before sex like do u realize that if you pull out my elastic you’re not getting soft waves cascading around my face you’re getting knotted pieces of straw greased with hairspray and overrun with hidden bobby pins u don’t want this
She literally got a drink of water and then walked over to my boots and spit the water in them.
i thought perez hilton was paris hiltons damaged and slightly less famous brother
How does being a fan of Broadway even work for people who don’t live in New York? like, are you guys ok?
No. No we’re not.
my fall look today is winged eyeliner, plum lipstick, and a look on my face like i’m fucking your boyfriend and can’t wait for you to find out.
My fall look is simple liner with bold lashes, burgundy lipstick, a gleam in my eyes that let’s men know that I’ll suck their dick, their money out of their bank accounts, and the souls right out of their bodies.
this is my favorite post on tumblr currently
i love the Women Against Feminism that are like “I dont need feminism because i can admit i need my husband to open a jar for me and thats ok!” cause listen 1. get a towel 2. get the towel damp 3. put it on the lid and twist. BAM now men are completely useless. you, too, can open a jar. time to get a divorce