putting this under a readmore because reasons.
Check out this terrible quality picture of my butt…
Can we just admire that for a second?
Okay… Move along now.
This is the Salar de Uyuni, the largest salt flatland in the world at 10,582km². Every year, this amazing wonderland in southwest Bolivia covers with a thin layer of water. When that happens, it turns into the largest mirror on the planet.
Salar de Uyuni during the wet season is right at the top of my “Places I Want To Visit Before I Die”.
I just had a real shitty experience. Making personal posts helps me.
This is my self-care. I need this. If you don’t like it. Fuck off.
Like. Are we seriously going to make a huge deal about the stupid wording on the stupid invitation?
I’m sorry. Parents are a touchy fucking subject for me. I’m sorry I don’t want to have to explain to people why my mom and dad aren’t “presenting” or “giving their blessing” to Andrew and I.
He’s got a fucked up relationship with his mom, too. So, what’s it going to say?
“Samantha’s Grandmother and Andrew’s Dad want you to come watch them get married!”?
I’m sorry. But… Just. It sounds stupid. It’s embarrassing and frustrating to have to explain to people why it’s just you and it’ll piss his mom off if she’s not mentioned in the invitation.
Then there’s the whole “Blah Blah and Blah Blah invite you to their daughters wedding to Man McDudepants, son of Mr. and Mrs. Herp Derp.”
We don’t need you inviting people on our behalf. We’re our own fucking people. And the fact that you’re like “It hurts my feelings that you don’t want my name on the invitation!” Like… What the fuck do you want me to say? I told you why I don’t want your name on there. It makes sense. It’s for, what I think, is a fairly good reason. We had the same problem with the stupid engagement announcement.
YOU’RE NOT EVEN THE ONE GETTING MARRIED. Why the hell should YOUR name be on our invitation? Pride? I get it. You’re proud. But, everyone that’s going to be at that wedding is going to know how proud you are of me. When we do the whole speech thing… I’m going to be talking about YOU.
I shouldn’t be on the verge of tears over an invitation. I shouldn’t be feeling like an asshole because I want this one day to be about my relationship with another human being that doesn’t treat me like crap.
I want for just ONE fucking day, not to be reminded how my mother fucking abandoned me and left me to fend for myself. And every time I have to explain to someone that you raised me, they ask “Well, what about your mom?” “Oh, she’s a drug addict that abused and neglected me for the majority of my life and passed me off to whoever would take me, and left me alone for various men that came and went. Thanks for reminding me, yet again, that I was never. ever. enough for my own fucking mother. I seriously appreciate it.”
The way I see it:
If you want to chop off part of your son’s dick, go for it.
If you want to keep the extra flabby skin of your son’s dick intact, go for it.
I do not give a fuck what you do with your son’s penis. And neither should anyone else.
You’re kind of missing the point. It’s not your penis to chop up.
If the OWNER of the penis wants to chop off part of his dick, go for it.
If the OWNER of the penis wants to keep his foreskin, go for it.
Parents have no right preforming cosmetic surgery on their children.
No to mention foreskin isn’t “extra.” There’s nothing “extra” about a natural fold of skin on a human being’s body.
calvin is Nicolas Cage.
“kiev is a disney princess.”
‘noelle is probably into boku no pico’
Ellie is way too sugoii to even take this test.
Jorge is a qtpie.
fuck yeah i am.
MOST ACCURATE OF ACCURATE THINGS EVER.
Playing on statues at the zoo yesterday!
My god she’s so cute I can’t stand it.