whats my gender? well no one knows for sure, but they say sometimes in the dead of darkest nights, you can hear it howling from the house on the hill
Easter at the Phantomhives’
let me just tell you. the easter bunny is real, all right. real grumpy. real annoying. and really full of himself
You know what I hate? When people get pissed off when you tell them you don’t want them to touch you. Like excuse me, I don’t actually want you to touch my arm. I don’t want a hug right now. I don’t give a shit if you’re family. I don’t care if the phrase “I don’t want to be touched” puts you off. Just don’t fucking touch me.
"Hey, mother, praise me
I overthrew the evil witch.”
The girl laughed.
"Hey, Father, praise me
I overthrew the witch’s henchman”
The boy laughed.
Italian Easter Bread
I have to reboot this today!
punning should be an olympic sport please hear me ancient greek gods and make it so
Jacaranda :: They are native to Brazil, where they are deciduous; not because of cold winters, but because of the monsoonal wet and dry seasons. They briefly drop their leaves at the end of the dry season, then leaf up again when the rains come. The most common flower colour for jacarandas is the lovely purple-blue.
bilingual my ass. you’re either heterolingual or homolingual
I literally do not care about your gender, sexuality or skin colour.
I literally only care about whether you’re a nice fucking human being or not.
so basically you’re racist, sexist and homophobic
How, how, how, could that possibly be interpreted that way. Just that statement by itself is baffling.
Since you’ll eventually become witches, you should be called magical girls.