when someone stops talking to you and youre not sure what you did wrong
How can I relate so much to a fucking chair? This fucking site
A girl I’m friends with on Facebook posted this status and I love it so much.
Woman has a lot of sex: Whore.
Man has a lot of sex: God.
Woman is virgin by choice: Pure magical creature.
Man is virgin by choice: Loser.
society u ok
i’m glad she included the flip side
RULE 1 OF TUMBLR: Must reblog the creator every time he appears on your dash.
if it wasn’t for him, I wouldn’t have met some of the best people I have in my life right now.
plus its nice to put a hot guy on someones dash
HE LOOKS JUST LIKE A FRIEND OF MINE
I take for granted my ability to be a fangirl and a lesbian in the open, my freedom of speech. To be vocal about my joys, my erotic attachments. Meanwhile our fellow fans are being persecuted for what many of us experience as simple guilty pleasures. This is a vital issue and it deserves our collective attention.
The different ways to wake someone up.
Vine by Lele Pons
Story goes that this entity is the most evil known out there and it seems to seek people of all ages that do not reblog this. The name non-tumblr users have already been killed and you’re next.
That is, if you reblog this, he’ll let you live. Now, do it. My friend Katy didn’t know how to reblog and within the hour, she died. I warned her but she didn’t
ok tumblr srsly i fucking hate you but that fucking picture ok i’ll reblog this
this is just so i can sleep alright tonight…
this looks like it’s from something but i can’t remember
i’m literally only reblogging for that
Fuck i’m crying now
So my mother was up to her usual shit; calling me useless and entitled. Saying that I’m no longer allowed in the bathroom with a shower and I need to clean the other one by noon tomorrow morning or else
keep in mind it hasn’t worked in 3 years.
I was hiding in my bedroom while my parents argued over who’s fault I was when my sister came in. She walked up to me and opened up her fist revealing a rainbow popsicle ‘best friends’ necklace. She thrust it into my hand and whispered that she wanted me to have it.
"because it’s a popsicle?" I asked
"no silly because it’s a rainbow. I know- I mean- I thought you’d like it."
She then winked and told me that I no longer needed to worry about cleaning the bathroom because she had spent the past hour doing it for me.
This seems so petty and small until you realize that for the past two years my parents have been doing their darnest to get rid of me. My sister will admit that I’ve always been the scapegoat but since I came out it seems their attacks are more pointed.
My sister is 11. She has grown up in a homophobic home and listened to my parents bitch about “those damn gays” her entire life. A couple months ago I came out to her and told her the reason our parents have been threatening to kick me out or send me away. I explained that sometimes gay girls and gay boys are even beaten up by people, just because of who they love.
I cannot express how much her support means to me; perhaps I am not the one who’s wrong. If an 11 year old who has been taught nothing but hate, perhaps there is hope for the future.