every american i’ve talked to on skype asked about bagged milk so far
what the hell is bagged milk?
IT’S JUST MILK
IN A BAG
WHY IS THIS SUCH A STRANGE CONCEPT
BECAUSE IF YOU OPEN IT, DOESN’T IT GO EVERYWHERE?
HOW DO YOU EVEN
WHAT THE FUCK IS BAGGED WATER
WHY ARE YOU BAGGING DRINKS?
She is not “my girl.”
She belongs to herself. And I am blessed, for with all her freedom, she still comes back to me, moment-to-moment, day-by-day, and night-by-night.
How much more blessed can I be?
This is one of the most freeing statements I have seen in a while
Yo quiero esto.(via ssomething-about-us)