the only reason this is going on my blog is because that drink i’m drinking is called “peaches” and everything about me is a peachy peach always
^ one of my favorite blogs,
Isn’t she cute?
go check out dem peaches
why do boys act like they’ve committed a great humanitarian deed and single handedly solved world hunger when they say ‘i like girls with no makeup’ like congratulations would you like a nobel peace prize you fantastic feminist you
As if it’s an accomplishment they had to work at to be attracted to the natural form of a girl without man-made chemicals altering her face.
Yo, the name is Batty
The logic is erratic
Potato in a jacket
Toys in the attic
I rock and I ramble
My brain is scrambled
Rap like an animal but I’m a mammallllll
I smirk to myself everytime a girl I know tries to say, “I’m actually really weird I just look normal really.”
I’m sorry lil woman, but you don’t know what weird is. Weird isn’t posting photos of Ryan Gosling, fake nails, ‘skins’ screenshots, and quotes that say, “look how the stars shine for you” all day.
Weird people create without copying. Weird people are constantly questioning their realities and what makes them so disconnected from most others.
Weird girls skip the frat party to stay home alone inducing a spiritual awaking with psychedelics and artwork.
Being called “weird” in a positive light is a badge to be earned. When you’ve had to deal with the disappointment from every guy that you don’t want to pound brews and watch the duck game.
When you have to try to grow as a person even though your image is false advertisement and you’re expecting to like and do what people think “a girl like you” would.