this is terrible and so funny at the same time omg imagine sitting with your family at your table for dinner and seeing your dad or mom just start trippin balls
imagine being the only vegetarian
what do you do with a guy who is only flirty with you when other people are around and does stuff like touch his leg to yours on purpose when he sits by you and put his hat on your head and ask you to wear it (which i then took off and was like fuk i ain’t gon look like ur girl) and then drives you home but really takes you back to his place, but then when you are alone with him he acts totally platonic and nice but no longer flirty??? lmao
so when i was 8 i was in an episode of iCarly and even though i’m 16 now and i have a pixie cut my friends still tell everyone that i was in iCarly.
i pushed another child off a bench and stole her sandwich this is my legacy
What if everything was just a bad dream and you wake up to a perfect life
@zaynmalik: Meet my friend … Jack Daniels :) he’s cool, ha
OK oK so basically my brother Moon was in Vegas with his friends for the weekend and were at a club Monday night/Tuesday morning. Later that night Niall walks in and my brother was like “yo where do I know this lil white kid from, where have I seen him??” And as he’s…
me: schools hard
parents: well when i was in schoo-
real talk zayn should grow his hair out and put it in a bun
I see your shifting gaze, that disgusted glance. I know you’re questioning my parenting from across the elementary school assembly.
Let me tell you a little story about the kindergarten student with bright purple hair, my little Raven Marie…
A month before school started she decided to play hair stylist with the craft scissors, and to save what was left I had to opt for a pixie cut. She was absolutely devastated. It was about three hours before she stopped her harsh sobbing and hiccups.
She has thought that the length of a girls hair was what made her “girly”. I know I’ve personally had many hairstyles around her before, including a purple mohawk, which many people criticized as not being “girly” enough. Media, other children, other parents, and society made it worse. She would randomly burst in tears while out in public for the first week of her new style, screaming that she looked like a boy. That everyone would think she’s a boy.
At one point she took off her bow in her hair, threw it at a cashier and screamed, “I DON’T NEED THIS BOW TO TELL YOU THAT I’M NOT A BOY, BECAUSE I’M NOT”
Proudly stomping away in her blue jean overalls, head held high.
Once we edged closer to the first day of school she kept asking questions like, “Do you think the other kids will like me? Do you think they’ll be my friend? Will they think I’m a boy? Will they pick on me because I have boy hair?”
So I went to the grocery store, bought some dye, and spent the whole night transforming my bright blonde little girl into a plum punk rock fairy. I then assured her that if any of the kids didn’t like her, they were just jealous.
As for you, mothers and teachers with the wandering eyes filled with disgust and judgement, I’m in the business of raising a free spirit.
Here’s to you, Raven Marie. I love you.
SHE’S THE CUTEST OHMAHGOD CAN I HUG HER
I want that hair