Every slim 14-19 bitch I see/know is all, “I’m gonna become a model”
Ha.
Haha
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Teenage girls only make me more thankful I’m dating a -woman-.
Especially teenage girls on tumblr.
Thank you have a nice day.
when people tell me their name is Aubrey, i assume i’m either talking to a girl, or Drake.
I honestly think it’s a bit unfair when people portray men as being manipulative.
I’m not saying it never happens, but..
Sometimes, the women are just as manipulative.
And sometimes those girls they are ‘manipulating’ are so desperate they want to believe it even if it’s obvious it’s a lie.
Had the best school college field trip ever.
Never thought I’d be able to say I adore my classmates but I do. C:
I wish I’d had more room in my car, to fit like 3 more people though. :C
So like sometimes my girlfriend says something, or does something, and it’s small, but it hits me just right and I’m sitting there like
“Why is everyone going blonde? Not everyone needs to be a blonde,” I say in a disgusted tone as I twirl my bleached blonde hair around my finger.
A quick thing, I’d like to bring up, because some of my followers are actually fairly young, and this might be useful to them.
When I was in middle school, the last year of it, I was crazy over this boy Erich. Crazy. But so was my best friend Ashley. Ashley was the kind of girl, that boy’s cheated with before anyone really knew what ‘cheating’ was. So needless to say, of course I assumed she’d have a chance if either of us had one. Because he was one of those..’extra cool kids.’ And we’d always have play middle school girl fights over it, it was so important then, who got Erich. And she tried, so hard to impress him, constantly. Me not so much.
In the end, do you know who got Erich? Me. But do you know when? Senior Year of high school, when he was literally almost last on my list. There’s a lesson in that. Several, you never know what’s going to happen, and you never know what will matter tomorrow. Enjoy things while you can, don’t live life trying to please someone else. Please yourself.
The next fifteen year old girl I see talking about how much they ‘want to die’ and ‘hate their life’, I’m going to help them slit their throat.
