thick thigh squad
Can you imagine wings just being a normal part of everyday life like imagine
- Stepping out of the shower and blow drying your wings each morning before work
- Sitting back in a chair and having them flop over the back lazily
- Shielding yourself from the sudden rain with your thick feathers
- Waking up in the morning with bedhead and bedfeathers
Every-time i see buff people I get really jealous and motivated to work out then 15 minutes into the workout I am like “I rather be taking a nap right now”
Same thing used to happen to me. Then I started motivating myself with this
I FUCKING PEED ON MY BLANKET.
i was thinking to myself like maaan the brain is pretty amazing and then i realised it was my brain telling me to think that, what a cocky asshole.
[jokes about being in love with a character] [is actually serious] [and not joking] [in any way] [at all]
so basically when you have your period and your lower back hurts it is because your hips are contracting and spreading apart, only slightly, to make room for the release of the blood and linings of your uterus. so basically your body is going through a small and mild labor to push out the dead insides of your uterus. so basically I have gone through labor and basically I don’t want children.
Yesterday my friend and I were walking out of Forever 21 and the wind blew my skirt up a little. I had shorts on underneath (for this very reason) but two guys in a parked car saw it happen and yelled at me to lift it more, I yelled back, “fuck you!” and they laughed. So I took my pocket knife out of my bag and said, “I will slash your fucking tires” and they did not laugh
does anyone else have that one fictional character that they’re just so emotionally attached to that someone saying anything remotely negative about them feels like a personal attack on you but you never say anything about it or ask them to stop because people can hate whoever the fuck they want and you’re fully aware of how stupid it is to get offended over a fictional character anyways???
or is that just me