I love you 3000

good god when the onions and garlic hit the olive oil..........

Panties hit the FLOOR

you know it sister

“Fuck it” – my final thought before making most decisions.

The specific humiliation of sharing your writing with someone and then watching them read it in front of you in real time. they pause. why did they pause. that was a bad pause. now they're nodding but what does the nod mean. now they look up and say "wow" and you need to know IMMEDIATELY what kind of wow that was. there are at least six different wows and only one of them is good and you have aged fourteen years waiting to find out which one.

does anyone have like ten thousand dollars they don’t want

No one’s saying this so I guess I’ve gotta: no more shirtless scenes for men if the actors gotta starve himself. Its just as bad as woman being forced to lose weight for a needless sex scene/photshoot what have you. If it endagers the health of the individual it should not be encouraged.

I choose to remember him happy…

boy: *is literally 1 year younger than me* boy: *hits on me* me: thanks…… but…. no thanks…. i’m old enough to be your mother……..

Come back, I have to tell you the plot of a fic I’ll never write and get you excited about it so we can all be disappointed with me later

bitches be like “im a writer” and then don’t write anything for 8 months