imthehomoyourmomwarnedyouabout:

awwww-cute:

It’s a 70 degree day in Seattle and yet my dog is melting

What a fuckn cutie

imthehomoyourmomwarnedyouabout:

awwww-cute:

It’s a 70 degree day in Seattle and yet my dog is melting

What a fuckn cutie

sparklehime:

if you hear that someone has been an asshole to several of your friends and you still like them because they haven’t ‘done anything wrong’ to you specifically then you’re an asshole

foodchewer:

newzealandprince:

foodchewer:

its almost midnight you know what that means..

That it’s almost midnight

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phandoms-united:

art-sex-drugs:

I have finally hit my breaking point. For as long as I can remember I have endured my mother’s abuse, whether it is verbal, emotional, or as seen here physical. I can expect some act of violence on a daily basis, and her beating me is not an usual occurrence, but today something snapped. My mother did this unprovoked, and this time she didn’t stop. Usually it’s bad for a little while and then she’s done, today it went on for what seemed like forever. At a certain point I decided I was going to do something I never do, call the police. You see, my mother is a highly respected and very well known person where I live. She is on the board of ed, worked for CPS for many years, and is close personal friends with people like the local chief of police, director of our local CPS unit, and so on. I always knew that calling wouldn’t go anywhere and just upset her more, but today I had to try. While she was kicking me I found my opportunity, and somehow managed to get away from someone more than twice my size. I ran as fast as I could, knocking things over behind my, trying to find a phone. I dialed and they listened and my mother proceeding to beat me over it, while I screamed for help. For the second time today, I managed to get away from her and ran to my room. I barely had enough time to lock my door, before she starting trying to get it, to the point that she ripped my door off the frame. I decided I was going to stay locked in there, until the police came. The past few months I have been collecting evidence against her, voice recordings, pictures like these, and videos of her violence, so they couldn’t dispute what was going on. But I was dead wrong. 

When the officer finally came up to my room, I attempted to tell him my side of the story, but before I could get a sentence out he silenced me. HE told me that this was my mothers house, and I needed to live by her rules. If I didn’t she had the right to punish me. He also told me to be tankful for her, because he wanted to press assault charges against me. finally, he refused, despite my begging, for him to take me to a shelter for teens. 

I am utterly disgusted by the injustice that occurred today. I pray there is no one else out there who is living in such a situation. I am not sure exactly what I am getting out of writing this, except maybe that it’s just nice to be able to open up about this, when I have had to keep it a secret my whole life. idk. sorry for posting such heavy shit. 

Signal boost the fuck out of this

ourtroylerinfinityy:

found this gem in tyler’s favorites

profoundboner:

bpdlevi:

"you’re obsessed with your mental illness"

i know right? it’s almost like it impacts every part of my life

"it’s all in your head"

I know right? it’s almost like it’s a mental illness

vincentvangaylord:

timeandspaceismything:

vincentvangaylord:

grandkanye:

imagine if giraffes had 2 legs

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That just looks like the front view of a giraffe.

oh well excuse me princess do u need a sideview of it prancing through nature

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harryedward:

when someone says im a bad driver

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satan-is-not-natural:

ruaniamh:

kaymonstar:

I keep laughing.

HERE COMES THE AIRPLANE

EAT THE FUKCING CHIP YOU PIECE OF SHIT

satan-is-not-natural:

ruaniamh:

kaymonstar:

I keep laughing.

HERE COMES THE AIRPLANE

EAT THE FUKCING CHIP YOU PIECE OF SHIT

strangecousinsusanx:

pale-fire:

Feminist Graffiti from the 1970s [x]

I haven’t seen this in a while. It never gets old.

strangecousinsusanx:

pale-fire:

Feminist Graffiti from the 1970s [x]

I haven’t seen this in a while. It never gets old.
"Girls are not machines that you put kindness coins into until sex falls out."

Sylvia Plath (via myrisingvoice)

oh my god she is a fucking boss

(via glowist)

unclefather:

wassupstyles:

What if you’re giving a bj in the shower and he just starts shampooing and conditioning your hair 

very polite

cakejam:

do NOT google corn man this is a warning

thewicked-eternity