i hit my coworkers shoulder lightly and he was like “you’re going to make me cry like a girl” and i was like “what’s wrong with being a girl?” and he was quiet for a moment then he looked into the distance and whispered “the social standards they’re forced to live by”
(Source: yovahkiin, via dontsay-goodnight-yet)
"But who prays for Satan? Who, in eighteen centuries, has had the common humanity to pray for the one sinner that needed it most?"
some nice things my therapist wrote down for me that i think everyone needs to be reminded of at times
(Source: ayyymayy, via mac-n-cheeeese)