something wicked

being wine drunk is like: I’m ready to reply back now.

this is the first time in years that tumblr has felt organic. No I will not elaborate 

yes I DO live under a rock and her name is the Moon and she is always smiling but she teaches me nothing

Boys really text you “hey” just to see if u will say it back and then they’re done talking

this post has haunted me all day bc it is ABSOLUTELY true

Uh oh sisters! *cuts the chain holding up the chandelier, sending it careening into the audience*

This sounds like something that would happen in Icarly

the post was about Phantom of the Opera but this comment killed me where I stood

girls learn to watch themselves in third person so they can constantly fix their laugh and smile and hair and dancing and speech in hopes they can transform into a different person that someone will love and girls fear that if anyone sees them in their most candid self then they will be deemed unlovable and I’m so exhausted from practicing my smile in the mirror but girls also know that the ability to be loved is synonymous with their worth

im always so entertained by takes that are like “every girl thinks they’re amy from gone girl” like yeah…many women relate to having pent up rage against the men in their lives and have cathartic fantasies about getting revenge on them….and?