Unless you choose to be sexist, racist, mean, slut shamer.
dat shit aint cute
description
Stuff is here. I am an 19 year old ~young lady~ from small town Canada, now living in a big city and going to a big university like a big girl! I sing a lot and talk to myself and collect nail polishes and worry. I study classical voice.
I have OCD, and I'm totally cool with talking to anyone who has questions about it, or needs someone who understands to talk to.
I tag trigger warnings as tw, and try to tag more common triggers. Let me know if you need me to tag something for you! Also, I do post pictures containing nudity, but I tag them nsfw if you want to tumblr saviour that.
(ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:・ﾟ✧.ALL LOLITAS ARE PRETTY LOLITAS
every time you swallow a guy’s load, you’re swallowing millions of unborn babies
how fuckin metal is that
what if pop artists started naming their works like classical music omg
“Minaj: Symphonic Poem in D-flat Major, Op. 32 - I. Allegro: “Stupid Hoe”“
summer is real cute until every fuckin type of insect comes out of the 8th circle of hell
I want to be strong for you. I want to look into your eyes and calm the storms in your heart. Green looks good on you but I want to take you out of your clothes and get lost on your body. I hate what I see in mirrors but there are times you make me feel beautiful. Call me your princess, make me your queen. Give me a diamond crown and a bottle of spiced rum and I’ll reign over your empire. I’ll sentence you to kiss me.
I want your tired voice in my ears and your slow fingers slipping under my skirt. Let’s go out in the city and get on random buses. Let’s share fries on the corner of a street full of neon lights, let’s laugh under the rain and visit bars we don’t trust. We’ll take a cab on the way back to our hotel and I’ll wake you up with kisses the next morning. Let me be strong for you. You made me believe in love even when I tried to hate you. I want you to know that you can trust your princess.
We’ll sit on a couch with no pants on and you’ll make me forget what movie we’re watching when you kiss me. We’ll talk about airplanes and gods and of how we fell in love. When did you fall in love with me? Was it when I pretended I didn’t want to be in your bed?
Make me forget everything. Make me forget English, make me forget my name and make me forget that time you were gone. You do miracles with your voice only, my love.
