If a guy ever spreads a rumor that he slept with you, don’t deny it. One, because there will always be people who think it’s true, and two, because that dumbass boy just handed you the power to say anything you want about what he’s like in bed, and people will believe it. Say he bleats like a sheep when he orgasms. Say he put on pearl earrings and asked you to call him Daisy. Say he couldn’t get it up until he watched an old Billy Mays infomercial. The power is yours.

This is my new favorite post

PLEASE GIVE US BACK OUR MOM

It’s like I overthink my overthinking

What is gay privilege?

better sex

No accidental kids.

Date someone your size and double your wardrobe.

Being able to listen to really good music together because of automatic good taste.

Not being straight.

me holding out my neck to the vampires: come get yall juice