erin: *raps on top of the car*

me: sign me the FUCK up 👌👀👌👀👌👀👌👀👌👀 good shit go౦ԁ sHit👌 thats ✔ some good👌👌shit right👌👌th 👌 ere👌👌👌 right✔there ✔✔if i do ƽaү so my self 💯 i say so 💯 thats what im talking about right there right there (chorus: ʳᶦᵍʰᵗ ᵗʰᵉʳᵉ) mMMMMᎷМ💯 👌👌 👌НO0ОଠOOOOOОଠଠOoooᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒ👌 👌👌 👌 💯 👌 👀 👀 👀 👌👌Good shit


I’ve been tagged for Six Selfies by the beautiful namastayyyyeomggurneetbrownchai, and masalamermaid! I’ve been meaning to put up some “no makeup” selfies, so this was the perfect excuse hehehe. 

I now tag bombaynights, enigmatic-breath, saelysia-the-greater. theasthmakid, shrij36, southgaysian, e-lyx, hassanlovestoystory, deatheaters–anonymous, killpooj, desipumpkin-jazz, jess552, ishqmainhaijaan, clutteredcontemplations, and heatherdreams! Mesmerize me with your perfection and TAG ME/MENTION ME when you post!!

But imagine boyfriend!luke laying in bed waiting for you to join him while you’re still in the bathroom brushing your teeth. After you’ve finished you look into the mirror which once again seemed to be pointing out all your flaws. Pimples, red spots, bag underneath your eyes, teeth not white enough, boobs too small, stomach too not flat, legs too skinny, hair too long and boring. A small sigh left your lips as you poked around on your body. After a while Luke got suspicious and decided to look for you. You didn’t even hear the bathroom door open so you gasped a little as you felt two strong arms wrapping themselves around your waist, your tall, blonde hair and blue eyed boyfriend appearing in the mirror behind you. Luke dropped his head into your left shoulder and looked at you in the mirror. He knew about your insecurities and disliked it a lot for a matter of fact. To him you were perfect, it didn’t matter if there were pimples on your face or if your boobs weren’t a size DD. He loved you for you. “Babe, stop that. You’re perfect. You know I love you. You’re my world, now come to bed, yeah? I wanna cuddle.” His wise words quickly turned into his usual childish attitude and you couldn’t help the small smile forming on your lips. Your boyfriend left a soft kiss on your cheek and disappeared into the bedroom again. A last look into the mirror before you turned out the light in the bathroom and closed the door. Maybe, you thought to yourself, just maybe this was too good to be true. But what you definitely knew was that living in the moment - you had the best boyfriend on planet earth.

honestly if you think cosima was wrong for withholding duncan’s key from delphine or that she was “oversexed” or “childish” because she slept with shay i’m gonna need you to stay far tf away from me