Lasagna is just a noodle cake.
There is no good guys or bad guys, just different points of view. At times, we saw other countries or their leaders as the ‘bad guy’ for the things they have done. In that other country, they saw us as the bad guy for the things we did. We have our fallen heroes that they see as a fallen enemy, and we see their fallen heroes as a fallen enemy. I don’t know if any of this made sense, but I hope someone understands.
I take this back. The police who are murdering those black men are the bad people of this world, or take anyone away from their family in general by killing them is terrible.
When I have to chew my ice cream in order to swallow it, the laws of my life have been broken. That is a world I don't need or want to live in.
Whenever I see a picture of a fairly not.. good looking kid/teenager and then a/n (young) adult picture of them where they look hot, I always think there's hope for me
Have you ever thrown a few ice cubes in a sink and turn on the hot water, imagining the ice cubes are the people you hate and then when they are small enough to fit through the drain, it's because they were finally dropped into hell?
I'm too scared to start a new series on Netflix, so I just keep rewatching episodes from the series I finished months ago
What would happen if a pregnant women fell flat on her stomach... I think I'm going to go find out
I'm like the moon; I'm pale as hell and I have pores the size of craters.
That anything moment when you finish a quest in a game that leads to what seems like 5 other quests
There is no good guys or bad guys, just different points of view. At times, we saw other countries or their leaders as the 'bad guy' for the things they have done. In that other country, they saw us as the bad guy for the things we did. We have our fallen heroes that they see as a fallen enemy, and we see their fallen heroes as a fallen enemy. I don't know if any of this made sense, but I hope someone understands.
How come the smaller part of our legs are called calves when our 'thighs'aren't called cows?
What is this mythical feeling of accomplishment after making your bed in the morning people speak of? I've made my bed (sometimes) and all I get is the thought in my head of "Why am I making my bed? It's only going to get destroyed again tonight..."