I don’t think anyone even cares about my blog they just follow me because I occasionally say funny things and posted a nude that one time.
Car selfie okay bye.
Really missing fall
I believe our souls are like lights. We are all important and we all shine, just differently.
Some of us are blacklights, that reveal the hidden things.
Some of us are headlights, that push away those cold and lonely times.
And some of us are night lights,
that shine even in the darkest of times.
Tumblr is really no good for sad people.
I feel like if gay people are really comfortable in their own skin they wouldn’t get offended if someone said fag or homo.