person: are you gay? me: no person: so you’re straight me: nope person: then what are you??? me: ten percent luck, twenty percent skill, fifteen percent concentrated power of will, five percent pleasure, fifty percent concentrated pain, and a hundred percent reason to remember the name
Fic idea where a lonely person sells their soul to Satan to be their friend. And Satan just rolls with it until he realizes at the time of their death he genuinely likes them.
Since he can’t renege on the contract he takes them to Hell and puts them in a high position of power. Demons hardened by millenia of torture now have to answer to a shy, self-conscious, quiet, depressed, lonely person who has unintentionally become Satan’s #1
is it true that girls have to be careful when they take baths because their vaginas can like swallow water or something and then get infected and then they can die or is that just a myth
did you take sex ed in texas
let me just say that i live in texas and in my sexual education a girl asked what the clitoris was and the teacher told her that it didn’t exist.
why does this have 32k notes? it’s just a picture of a knife in a ranch bottle, is there some unspoken joke that 32 thousand people share? what is going on here, i dont get it. it’s just a fucking picture of a knife in a ranch bottle. is there some spiritual connection people have to this picture? is there some ominous and mystical reasoning that this has 32 thousand notes? do people reblog this because it makes them look like some indie blogger? or is there just something funny to this? someone please explain
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