My name is Taylor and I am 17 years old (September 3rd). I blog whatever I feel like. Anything else you want to know just ask. Follow me on twitter @twendland96 or don't that's cool too.
the one thing that has stuck with me every day since my English teacher told me it in middle school is:
"When referring to someone, always say who they are before anything else about them, because being a person always comes first"
Instead of saying “the mentally ill man,” say “the man with a mental illness” Putting someone’s characteristics (especially negative ones) before them is dehumanizing and rude. Don’t do it.
she reaches down seductively. I guide her hand to my zipper. she unzips my fanny pack by mistake. raviolis spill out everywhere
my dad basically says your early 20’s are when you’re too young for anyone to take you seriously and you’re too old for anyone to feel sorry for you and he is 100% right
The sophomore year of life
we could hang Anne Hathaway up right now and she could be a disco ball in that dress
an incredibly attractive disco ball
make all the boy disco balls go
this freaked me out cause patrick got serious
If ever you feel stupid, remember that one time my twin brother forgot my birthday.
My mom got me this shiRT AND I AM LAUGHING SO HARD SHE DOESNT EVEN UNDERSTAND WHAT SHES DONE SHE DOESNT GET THE IRONY IN THIS I AM A CLOSETED LESBIAN THIS IS COMEDY GOLD I MIGHT COME OUT TO HER OVER THIS FUCKING SHIRT JUST TO EXPLAIN WHY I CANT STOP LAUGHING
UPDATE: When I told her I’m gay she crossed her arms and said in a really pissed off voice “Are you telling me I spent $15 on that shirt for nothing??”
i want a friend with benefits (dental and medical insurance, 401k retirement plan, etc.)