This was quickly getting dangerous but I’m tired of playing it safe. I don’t want to live my life with all of these regrets.
I want to sit with someone at 3 am and talk. Like really talk. I want you to tell me what keeps you up at night, that dream you keep having, what certain songs make you feel like, what you think happens after death. Talk to me about your family and your dreams.
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SHE GRABS HER JACKET
you mean vagina right
yes thank you
I just found some old pictures of my first love. I was 1, she was 2 in the bottom picture (that I like to call “my first kiss”). I’m the one with shorter hair. We went to pre-school together and wanted to get married when we will grow up. But when I told my mom she said “It’s not possible in France honey”. I was angry, I didn’t believe my mom so she brought me to my school teacher. She said to me “I’m sorry Maryne, two girls or two boys can’t get married in our country, your mom is right”. I cried for days. As she was a little older than me, she goes to elementary school and I was alone, still in pre-school. We lost each other, and met again in high school. We were talking a little but not that much.
This year when the same sex marriage law passed in France, I received a message saying “Now we can get married ;)" from this girl. And that was the most adorable thing ever.
I really wish that marriage equality will pass in every country. When I thought about my childhood and my mom remember me how I cried for days ; it breaks my heart to think of all the little boys and girls who, since their younger age, think that they aren’t supposed to like who they want.
straight men are so fucking gay
if you’re doubting me on this place a mini whiteboard and a felt pen about 10 feet from one and time how long it takes for them to crudely draw a penis
Reblog this if you pronounce “.gif” as “GIF.”
WE SHALL SEE WHICH ONE PREVAILS.
Leaving your depression can be more painful than just living with it.
The Pacific Rim theme performed with piano and violin. It’s outstanding.
❝ If I were just your average 23-year-old girl, and I called the police to say that there were strange men sleeping on my lawn and following me to Starbucks, they would leap into action. But because I am a famous person, well, sorry, ma’am, there’s nothing we can do. It makes no sense … I am just not OK with it. It’s as simple as that. I am just a normal girl and a human being, and I haven’t been in this long enough to feel like this is my new normal. I’m not going to find peace with it.