I don’t know what tomorrow might bring, but I hope it involves us traveling the world together like we’ve always wanted to. And that, if we have kids, we’d be hugging them every chance that we’d get. And, when we grow old, we’d never stop dancing. I promise you, that no matter what happens, I’ll always be there for you.
I don’t need stuff. Honestly. I don’t need presents or rings or candies. I don’t need poems or songs or flowers or romantic dinners. All I need is for you to truly listen to me when I complain about my life or repeat stories from middle school, make me laugh louder than I ever could with my other friends, hold me when I cry even if I get mascara on your shirt, and take my hand when it’s dark, so I no longer have to walk in fear.
hey what if someone invented a machine that allowed women to transfer their pregnancies to men and then the government passed a law that if a woman didn’t want to have a baby the biological father was required to carry it how fast do you think birth control would stop being an issue
BEST NIGHTBLOG POST EVER
"IT’S UNETHICAL TO FORCE PEOPLE TO CARRY A BABY!!!!" MEN SHOUT
"NO FUCKING SHIT!!!!" WOMEN REPLY