it must be really sad for chris evans when he finds a nice shirt that fits him really well but then he accidentally flexes his mammoth fucking biceps and hopelessly rips the sleeves into a thousand pieces, which i assume happens at least three times a week
if a guy calls you hot, he’s complimenting your body.
if a guy calls you cute, he’s complimenting your face.
but if a guy calls you shrexy, he’s complimenting each and every one of your layers
(Source: mainthots, via crystallized-teardrops)
don’t buy your girl flowers. flowers die. buy her a potted cactus