I hate playing “never have I ever” because I’m a fucking slut
I hate playing “never have I ever” because I’m a fucking virgin
you will never know which of these two statements reign true for people who reblogs this and that bothers me
shout out to my mom for making the most perfect kid ever
congratulations to your sibling
"This sentence has five words. Here are five more words. Five-word sentences are fine. But several together become monotonous. Listen to what is happening. The writing is getting boring. The sound of it drones. It’s like a stuck record. The ear demands some variety. Now listen. I vary the sentence length, and I create music. Music. The writing sings. It has a pleasant rhythm, a lilt, a harmony. I use short sentences. And I use sentences of medium length. And sometimes, when I am certain the reader is rested, I will engage him with a sentence of considerable length, a sentence that burns with energy and builds with all the impetus of a crescendo, the roll of the drums, the crash of the cymbals—sounds that say listen to this, it is important.” - Gary Provost
Reading this was so satisfying woah
So, I had a guy hand me his number today and he followed it with, "I mean no disrespect, but here—"
I told him I was flattered but had a long term, serious girlfriend, who I loved very much.
To which he responded, still pleasant and with polite interest, ”She’s a lucky woman. How long have you been together?”
THAT is how you approach/handle a ‘no’, boys. take fucking notes.
Reblogging because this is freakin’ important