I REALLY LIKE THIS URBAN LEGEND BEHIND THE WORD, "FUCK"
THAT SAID THAT IN THE MIDDLE AGES, DURING THE BLACK DEATH, RESOURCES WERE SCARCE SO COUPLES HAD TO OBTAIN ROYAL PERMISSION TO HAVE CHILDREN
SO THEY HAD TO PUT UP A SIGN ON THEIR HOUSE (VISIBLE ON THE ROAD) THAT SAID,
“FORNICATION UNDER CONSENT of KING”
AND THEIR ENTIRE STREET WOULD KNOW THEY’RE FUCKING
I want to sit with someone at 3 am and talk. Like really talk. I want you to tell me what keeps you up at night, that dream you keep having, what certain songs make you feel like, what you think happens after death. Talk to me about your family and your dreams.
my two uncles were getting married and everyone was crying and my mom looked at me and whispered “this is so gay”
Being a teenager really is the hardest part of your life.
You’re finding out who you are, and its hard enough without society or parents sticking their nose in and saying what you’ve got to dress like and what job you should get and what college you should really go to.
Be who you want to be, find out who you are and don’t let anyone to tell you different.