Amethyst Sage Agate

Yeah you could say I’m doing numbers on tumblr. And that numbers? One

Gonna be so real if a 12 year old traced my art and put it on their school binder I would be so fucking honored

source: That's Ms. Bulldyke to You, Charlie! by Jane Caminos

it's so cringe how every song on the radio by a woman is about how good she is at having sex. id make a song about being ass at sex. i twist the dick like a pretzel and bite it off that's what id sing

early stages of friendship are Soooo embarrassing like yea sorry....... it's me again............ i enjoy talking to you and spending time with you....... you can shoot me point blank if you want i dont mind

she’s a poor little meow meow. she was born in a wet cardboard box all alone. she’s suffered more than jesus. she’s misunderstood. she’s a silly guy. she experienced the horrors. she did all those crimes. she has done nothing wrong. she deserves to kill. she’s the most interesting girl in the world. i didn’t say a name, but she popped into your head, didn’t she?

i don’t like when people just say “get therapy” as if it’s just as easy as googling “therapist near me” and then you walk in and the therapist makes you magically better. like i agree more people should get therapy but also i’ve been in therapy for ten years and it’s hard fucking work, not to mention that some therapists actually suck

sex is a sacred act between two women