I actually cannot wait for my 18th so I can just spend weeks on end in the tattoo parlor and buy as many 18 movies as I want.
Yep. That’s about all I’m exited about turning 18 for.
instead of watching the 50 Shades trailer, why not just make awkward eye contact with a total stranger at the grocery store for a solid 2 minutes and 34 seconds? you get the same skin-crawling, uncomfortable feeling but without the shitty writing, terrible acting and massive dose of rape culture