Somewhere inside me is a merciful, forgiving person. Somewhere there is a girl who tries to understand what people are going through, who accepts that people do evil things and that desperation leads them to darker places than they ever imagined. I swear she exists, and she hurts for the repentant boy I see in front of me.
But if I saw her, I wouldn’t recognize her.
What do you call a woman who has a lot of sex? Her name.
GOD FUCKING YES, that.
THIS. WHOLE. PICTURE. <3
Oops, sorry, this picture automatically reblogged itself.
this whole picture is just great
Sorry for the color, but this HAS to be on my blog.
The guy in the back I have something wonderful to say to you