- baby: b...bo... b..
- mother: bottle? do you want a bottle??
- baby: b...b....
- baby: bOY TOY NAMED TROY USED TO LIVE IN DETROIT
i hope that, wherever my hair ties go, they’re happy. that’s all that matters
when you hear your mom coming home and remember all the chores you were supposed to do
I have heard the mermaids singing, each to each.
I do not think that they will sing to me.
I have seen them riding seaward on the waves
Combing the white hair of the waves blown back
When the wind blows the water white and black.
We have lingered in the chambers of the sea
By sea-girls wreathed with seaweed red and brown
Till human voices wake us, and we drown.
my roommate just told me she’s getting a dog, which is great except for the fact that she also told me that I couldn’t get a dog because she already had a cat and our lease only let’s one animal stay in our apartment
Becoming a cold hearted bitch wasn’t really what I planned to do with my life but here I am