apparently having self respect is boring.

just because i don’t want pictures of your dick or wont send you pictures of myself doesn’t make me boring. its my body, my choice. 

Now I understand why I’ve always had and slept with an abnormal amount of stuffed animals: they never leave you and they never disappoint you.

I’m literally wondering why I exist
Why do I bother to wake up every day
Why do I continue breathing
Why do I suffer in silence when it could just all be over

In actuality, I’m not doing so great guys. Why is dying easier than living?

the Universe is trying to get me to kill myself today.

see you all in hell.

marsastronaut:

I’m literally watching a documentary about 2 old prostitutes on Netflix.
They’re 60+. They live in Amsterdam.

I’m watching this in subtitles.

Did I mention they’re twins?

UPDATE: THEY’RE IN A SEX SHOP TOUCHING VIBRATORS IM DYING

Oddly enough I don’t enjoy being propositioned as a personal sex toy.

Fuck off right now

When guys on okcupid answer that: they think homosexuality is a sin, that gay and lesbian couples shouldn’t have children, that straight women in a club kissing is hot

And proceed to message me, I think to myself, you MUST be a moron.

And then I get conversations like this that make me question humanity.

but why in heck would a clam be happy? i mean, really.

she is a moron, i hate going to her class.

UGH WHY DO THEY LET IDIOTS TEACH?!

passionatesexx:

Holy shit. (;

I feel so pathetic for wanting attention.

Some people are just actual fuck ups. I don’t understand how you’ve made it even this far in life.