"Oh, I’m going to Hell for sure. Here he is, talking about his poor dead mother and I can’t help wishing his hands were unbuttoning my dress."
Kathleen Hanna, St. Stephen’s Church, DC, 1992
I have been waiting for this gif my whole life and I never even knew it.
Dear Diary, my teen-angst bullshit now has a body count
OH MY FUCKING GOOOOOOOOo0o0oOOOoo0oD.
OH MY GOD PLEASE DONT UNFOLLOW ME FOR THIS
ACTUALLY DO IF YOU CANT HANDLE THIS YOU CANT HANDLE MY BLOG
IM REBLOGGING THIS AGAIN
what. the. FUCK?