I'm Cori. Nineteen years old, a freshman in college in Pensacola, Florida.
I complain a lot.
My taste in music changes almost as often as I change my underwear.
Personal blog
My goal in life is to be one of those people who are just light. You see them and you suddenly feel so warm inside and all you want to do is hug them. And they look at you and smile with the warmest light in their eyes…. and you love them. maybe not in a romantic way but you just want to be close to them and you hope some of their light transfers onto you.
“One does not have to be a right-winger to realize your sex life is not my financial concern. Your healthcare is also not my responsibility.”
“Are you suggesting I should be responsible for myself? Or at the very least can’t use government to force others to take care of me? How do you do that? I mean, what if I can’t afford birth control?”
“Is this really something I’m being asked to explain? You don’t have sex!”
things I’ve learned to say to boys:
-you’re not funny
-don’t talk to me like I’m dumb
-I probably know more about this than you do
-don’t fucking talk about her like that
-I’m not comfortable with this
-I don’t owe you anything
-you just repeated exactly what I said
-no