Bitch I’m crazy about roses. Roses in face masks, in hand lotions, dried rose petals in essential oils. Rose candles, roses between teeth or a whole bouquet of them pressed into my breasts or roses in the street that have been walked on, run over or flung at someone’s face. Rose tea, rose lemonade, rose lipstick, a rose in your hair, his lapel. Roses dead, roses vivid red. Petals leading from the doorway to the bedroom, rubbed like crayons into the sheets. I love roses so much I took five minutes out of my day to write this like???

Oh, he’s good.

I don’t know whether he deserves an Oscar or a restraining order.

I die laughing at this every god damn time. The prayer hands are so fucking funny

i just want to make it clear that i use ‘yall’ cause it’s a gender neutral term, i dont want any of you to think im southern. please don’t think of me like that.

the phrase “let nazis have peaceful protests” is an oxymoron. every single nazi belief is built on a foundation of genocide, violence, and hatred. that’s their entire fucking schtick so it’s literally impossible for nazis to be peaceful in any way