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Just another unimportant person with a blog. Name's Sandra. I come from the year 1993. Born and raised in The Bronx, NYC. I'm obsessed with many things. Read my about page to find out more!
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santanist:

tripped and fell in my heelys jesus take the wheelys

stupidswampwitch:

masooood:

safeidgul:

Why can’t there be a male hooter’s equivalent where male servers are shirtless and highly sexualized for their bodies and looks

Male Strip clubs. You’re thinking of male strip clubs.

No. Not a male strip club. A strip club is a strip club. I want a place called Cahones where waiters wear Speedos and are forced to stuff if they don’t fill out their uniform well enough. I want them to giggle for my tips. I want it to be so normalised and engrained in our culture that women bring their daughters there for lunch (because whaaaaaat the wings are good! Geeze sensitive much?) where they’ll give playful little nudges like, “Wouldn’t mind if you dad had those. Heh heh heh.” that their daughters don’t even understand but will absorb and start to assume is just the normal way grown up women talk about grown up men. I want to playfully ask my waiter if I can have extra nuts on my salad and for him to swat my arm with an Oh, you because he knows if he doesn’t his manager will yell at him. I want other men to pretend to like going there so I think they’re cool. I want to go to Cahones during my lunch break at work and when I come back and tell the other women in the office where I went they chuckle slightly and the men around us suddenly feel self conscious and they don’t know why.

canadumb:

ur lying if u say u have never danced in the moonlight with all your witch sisters and made a blood sacrifice to our lord satan

i-like-butt:

"your homework still isn’t done? what have you been doing this whole time??"

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nickfuckface:

parents: “u should be more active”
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canaydian:

its a young boys first year of school and his dad is very proud of him. his dad is really rich and shit so he asks his son”what do you want as your reward?” his son says “one grain of sugar” and his dad  thinks its kinda weird but he gives it to him anyways.

a few years later his son is graduating elementary school and his dad is very proud of him and very rich so he asks again what he wants as a reward. he says “one grain of sugar” so his dad gets him one grain of sugar. he is kinda offended by this cause he is so rich and can get his son anything he wants but he keeps asking for grains of sugar.

a couple years later the son is graduating middle school and his dad asks what do you want as a reward? and the son says “one grain of sugar” and the dad, of course, gives him what he wants. He is starting to get a little mad by now. He is rich, he can get him whatever he wants.

some years pass by and the son finally graduates high school. his dad is very proud and offers to buy his son a Lamborghini. His son says “no, just one grain of sugar” and his dad obliges. He is very annoyed.

After that, the son finally graduates college as a doctor and his dad asks him what he wants as a reward. the son asks again for one grain of sugar. the dad says “i can buy you whatever you want, are you sure?” the son says “yea” so he does. 

a couple days later the son ends up in a car accident and is very injured. He is in the hospital and the dad visits him knowing he’s going to die soon and asks him “why were you asking for these grains of sugar all these years when i am rich and can get you whatever you want?” the son smiles at his dad, and dies

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