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12:26am September 21, 2014
tbdressfashion:

lovely dress

tbdressfashion:

lovely dress

12:24am September 21, 2014
wolfen-lotus:

meh-ugh-bleh:

Showing your parents your report card like

Existing like

wolfen-lotus:

meh-ugh-bleh:

Showing your parents your report card like

Existing like

12:24am September 21, 2014
carry-on-my-wayward-butt:

onebay1:

SMELL LIKE A MAN
SPORT SCENT SO EVEN WHEN YOUR CLOTHES ARE CLEANED AFTER SPORTS YOU STILL SMELL LIKE SPORTS
SMELLING LIKE SPORTS MEANS YOU ARE A MAN BECAUSE ALL MEN PLAY SPORTS AND IF YOU DO NOT ALWAYS HAVE SPORTS SMELL YOU NEED TO MAN UP!
SMELL LIKE YOU CAN MAN AND ALSO LIKE YOU CAN SPORTS


so fragile

carry-on-my-wayward-butt:

onebay1:

SMELL LIKE A MAN

SPORT SCENT SO EVEN WHEN YOUR CLOTHES ARE CLEANED AFTER SPORTS YOU STILL SMELL LIKE SPORTS

SMELLING LIKE SPORTS MEANS YOU ARE A MAN BECAUSE ALL MEN PLAY SPORTS AND IF YOU DO NOT ALWAYS HAVE SPORTS SMELL YOU NEED TO MAN UP!

SMELL LIKE YOU CAN MAN AND ALSO LIKE YOU CAN SPORTS

so fragile

12:24am September 21, 2014

joost5:

i-wouldnt-even-question-it:

My man.

This is why we can’t have nice things.

12:20am September 21, 2014
12:20am September 21, 2014

grvm:

when your friend tells you about their crush

image

when you have sex with your friend’s crush

image

12:20am September 21, 2014
12:19am September 21, 2014

strle:

In Reykjavik today I noticed that there are these street signs everywhere that seem to mark some kind of Alien Abduction Zone. Not sure if it is a warning or what.

Nanu Nanu! Live long and Prosper! Beam me up Scotty!

12:19am September 21, 2014

Unfollow the depression blogs, the suicide blogs, the pro-eating disorder blogs. The blogs with bones and wounds, the blogs with black and white. You don’t need the crash diets, the thinspo, any voice telling you you’re not good enough. Not even the one inside your head. Let go.

The beautiful things in life don’t translate to shades of black and white. Stop writing and rewriting your suicide note. Everything you plan to say to people after your death could also be said while you’re still alive. Call people up for lunch. Say it face to face. Say sorry. Say thank you. Say I love you. And live to hear it said back to you.

The word “suicide” or “depression” in your URL does not tell me who you are. Your URL does not tell me what you love to do. You are more than the sadness. You are more than the bones that you’ve wanted so badly to show. You are more than your body measurements. You are more than your scars or your wounds. You are more than your tear stained pillow cases. Your sadness should not be your identity.

Stop searching up “cutting”, “suicide”, and “depression” when you’re feeling down. Search up things that will make you feel better not worse. Search up pictures of animals, good poetry, beautiful places you can escape to someday, art, music, plants, quotes.

When the world teaches you that it’s better to be apathetic and that you should hate, tell them that you’ve hated the world and yourself for far too long now.

Let go. Reach out. Ask for help. Because it’s time to try something different now.

— 4:43 p.m. (It’s time to let go of your sadness)
12:18am September 21, 2014

enattendantlesoleil:

me during classes

  • "that’s racist"
  • "that’s sexist"
  • "there are more than two genders"
  • "ok but could we maybe not use that word"
  • "that’s ableist"
  • "there aren’t enough girls in here"