"I need a back rub, a few shots of whiskey, and a good fuck."
— (via tea-storm)
Don’t we all.
You can skip the whiskey, though.
You can skip the back rub, too, unless it’s exceptional.
(Source: shitemersonstudentssay, via fuckinglovedrunk)
I’m opening an archeology themed strip club. I’m calling it The Rack and Ruin.
"A man who assisted in autopsies in a big urban hospital, starting in the mid-1950s, describes the many deaths from botched abortions that he saw. “The deaths stopped overnight in 1973.” He never saw another in the 18 years before he retired. “That,” he says, “ought to tell people something about keeping abortion legal."
— “The Way It Was” — Mother Jones Magazine — Abortion before Roe v. Wade. (via edcunningham)
(Source: victorysadcake, via neil-gaiman)
My patronus is a Harry Potter fan girl who still thinks it’s 2011 and that Harry Potter references are still relevant.
When people say ‘Don’t hate the playa, hate the game,’ I wonder if they’ve considered that I could very easily do both.