I’m fucking dying.
Pikachu needs a priest and a rosary to take that thing out.
This plate is the only thing which is allowed to tell me how to live my life..
Women are so pissed about being objectified and then they objectify themselves by getting abortion which is literally saying “my body is just a thing I use for sex, not the actual divine purpose it was created for”
what on earth
somewhere in the world there’s somebody out there listening to lip gloss by lil mama and i just think that’s beautiful
my mom is trying to pick a colour for her new wheelchair and me and my dad are telling her to get black and she’s just like “but how will I know if someone is stealing it” and my dad is just like “because you’ll be sitting on the floor” and she slapped him