SAY IT DONT SPRAY IT MOTHERFUCKER

Reblog Gal Gadot as Batman for 10,000 years of good luck

come on Barbie Alecto, let’s go party

if winter is for rest then summer is for being absolutely unhinged. swim in dubious bodies of water. sweat through every shirt you own. drink an unadvisable amount of iced coffee. chase after ice cream trucks. go wild at night when the sun goes down. fight mosquitos to the death. get heat rash. make fire.

how do you just get up and deal with the fact that there’s a last time for everything. there was a last time you sat on your dads shoulders and there was a last time your mom tucked you into bed. there’s going to be a last time you kiss your sister on the head and there’s going to be a last time you hug your best friend. there’s going to be a last time you feel exactly as you feel right now and there’s going to be a last time that person says i love you. i need to lay down

the unholy trinity of piss-poor caretakers, tag yourself:

tomboy, meaning "this child is clearly queer but let's hope it goes away"

sensitive, meaning "clearly neurodivergent and often distressed but let's keep going until they grow numb"

mature, meaning "traumatized but let's ignore that"

Will you treat him gently with his bread soft carapace...? (...)

girls be like “im fighting demons” and the demon is a degree they chose for themselves

i think i might have weird guy disorder :(

no because bad dream by wallows is giving me andreil