imagine your icon sneaking up to you from behind, covering your eyes with their hands and whispering into your ear, telling you to guess who they are and when you turn around because you don’t know the answer they plant a kiss on your cheek and start to giggle like an idiot
having to watch your friends be friends with people you hate
Gordon Parks, Partially costumed showgirls play chess backstage at the Latin Quarter nightclub, New York, 1958
“mommy, can I-“
“not unless u get 100000 notes on a post, honey”
if i ever got sentenced to house arrest i’d just laugh at the judge
- waking up: no
home alone? did you mean time to practice for my broadway debut?
"Don’t you mean SOME men?"
- Ancient Male Proverb (via theroguefeminist)
shut up mom people on the internet are complimenting me
I won the internet!
