Can't you see I'm making myself, dreamin' a dream and makin' it happen.
My blog all about horses and such: http://breathedreamride.tumblr.com/
i hit my coworkers shoulder lightly and he was like “you’re going to make me cry like a girl” and i was like “what’s wrong with being a girl?” and he was quiet for a moment then he looked into the distance and whispered “the social standards they’re forced to live by”
*black couple living in a haunted house*
wife: the house haunted
husband: we out this bitch