The past is solid, a sculpture growing in my mental museum.
The present is liquid, always flowing and down to earth.
The future is gaseous, shifting with the winds of change and impossible to grasp.

Edit: garble shparkle. I said it. Do I mean it? Nevermind im just a beam of light PeW LZR

dickrockerjanecrocker:

likesboyswholikeboys:

you can preach about slut-shaming all you want, but you can’t deny there’s something very wrong with 13 and 14-year old girls going out in skirts and dresses so short they barely cover their asses and shirts with necklines so low they show off cleave they haven’t got yet, drinking and even smoking and hooking up with guys before they even have a substantial knowledge of how sex and sexual relationships work.

Thank YOU HOLY SHIT

salma:

yaoibutts:

shavingryansprivates:

introducing… SPOONS!

OH MY GOD I’M GOING TO PISS MYSELF

This kid needs a nobel prize