He calls each and every star by name. It’s not likely that He’s forgotten yours.
*sees my son playing basketball with his friends* *brings everyone fresh lemonade and cookies while wearing booty shorts a crop top and wedges*
Don’t tell me you “understand” why I’m vegan. If you understood you’d be vegan, too.
Understanding doesn’t equal agreement. I understand why Walter White started to cook meth, doesn’t mean I’m gonna buy an RV and a barrel of methylamine.
"Men don’t like it when women wear …" who cares? who cares? who the fuck cares?