I’d like to imagine herdirtylittleheart will have to perform a similar task if she’s ever discovered writing on her tumblr by her professor.
Something like “I will not perversely interpret mathematics” or “I will not encourage Ivy to then perversely interpret her own learning”. (Although I’ve been doing that plenty without her help since the seventh grade.)
Celebrity deaths usually don’t get to me. Because, you know, I don’t actually know the person. But that’s certainly not the case in regard Elizabeth Taylor.
She was legendary, bold, iconic. She was beautiful (arrestingly so) and unusual. She was so unabashedly herself. And she will be certainly profoundly missed.
Reblogged for the man in my life whose ideal house has more woman-based furniture than actual furniture.
i’m not really sure what’s going on here but both my kink and clean freak sides are rejoicing in harmony.
Licking off the salt, darling? I’ve heard salt cravings actually mean you’re thirsty. Good thing my boyfriend’s got something a little more satisfying for you to lap up, dear.
This girl wants to make some fact out of a little photo fiction.
Sometimes, I get a bigger adrenaline rush from having my hair pulled than I could on a roller coaster.
Bahahahaha. I feel the same way. And I always get cornered into admitting I’m a Samantha after the whole, “you guys are so critical, I am so a Charlotte, seriously guys”.
Oh, who am I kidding. I am a Samantha through and through.
Fcuk me deep
Almost comparable to those sprawling, extended-canvas paintings at El Museo del Prado.
Hi random and rapid increase in followers. Not sure what I did to rally you folks around, but make yourself comfortable.
