Hey! Hi! Hello! How are ya!

MOTHER

OF

GOD.

cheesecakemaster:

grangerclaw:

im-just-as-sane-as-luna:

youleftmeperhapsless:

celiy:

thegovernmenttotallysucks:

vinegarwilliams:

peerpressurepelican:

sorenrehkopfs:

My intelligence hurts.

My vagina just became a sentient being in order to be ashamed of this.

Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa?

I can somewhat understand internalized misogyny but 50s era internalize misgyny!? THE FUCK!?

DAFUQ

I hope they don’t figure out how to reproduce.

Is this real? If so, I’m worried…

Oh dear… I hope it’s not real. People can’t be that dumb… Can they?

I…
I felt my IQ drop just reading this

My vagina is so fucking insulted.

English Teacher: Now I want you to tell me the saddest love story you have ever encountered.
Me: Well, it all began when two babies were born in a different place and time. The boy grew up to be a successful young man who roams around the world to showcase his talent while the girl stayed in the sea of faces who admired him. He doesn't know her, but she knows him, from his real name to what his favorite color is. She sends him love letters, even if she's aware that he won't be able to read it and she has to pay loads of money just to watch him perform for a few hours. That pattern goes on and on, unceasingly. The boy continues to walk in his dream, while the girl could only look at him with pure admiration, and sadly, that's how it'll end. The boy...will never know just how much the girl loves him.
English Teacher: That's quite sad.
Me: Oh, the life of a fangirl really is sad, Teach.
English Teacher: What
Me: What