My Name Is Juliette. I'm 17 ... Ask Me Questions :)
howtobeafuckinglady:

some inspiring words to help you make it thru the day <3 

encephalopathy:

urban dictionary has saved me from asking so many awkward questions

kookie667:

Let’s play a game called “I’m totally joking, but would do that in a heartbeat if you were into it”

verticulars:

I think my parents consider me to be a god. Because they always ask me ridiculous questions that I don’t have the answer to.

jesseplnkmvn:

today i was in hot topic with my mom and there was a bra with Simba on it so I asked her “want a lion king bra?” she said “why would i?” so I put it in front of my chest and said “hakuna ma tatas” she had to leave the store she was laughing so hard.

http://play-the-game.tumblr.com/post/93068226669/my-younger-brother-9-asked-what-are-projects-my

play-the-game:

My younger brother[9] asked what are projects. My other brother[12] replied ” A place where black people live” This angered me. My step brother actually believed him for a second until I went on a rant.

The shameful thing in all of this is that my brother is one of million of black youths that…

“My pain was never beautiful or poetic. It was answering the phone mid breakdown and laughing like I was fine.”
- (via firemxtt)
hoodratgeisha:



This gif so accurately represents the kind of person I am. I’m fine by myself but I’ll appreciate you when you come.


same.

madeupmonkeyshit:

when you send risky text messages

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