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"Some people turn sad awfully young. No special reason, it seems, but they seem almost to be born..."

Thu, 23 May 2013 11:16:34 +0100

“Some people turn sad awfully young. No special reason, it seems, but they seem almost to be born that way. They bruise easier, tire faster, cry quicker, remember longer and, as I say, get sadder younger than anyone else in the world. I know, for I’m one of them.”

- Dandelion Wine, Ray Bradbury (via floralnymph)

clype: new fav outfit found.

Thu, 23 May 2013 11:15:47 +0100

clype:

new fav outfit found.

Due to rage out today. College makes me want to hit people’s faces off the walls

Thu, 23 May 2013 09:50:46 +0100

Due to rage out today. College makes me want to hit people’s faces off the walls

quiteakerfuffle: rubitrightintomyeyes: rubitrightintomyeyes: z...

Thu, 23 May 2013 09:46:41 +0100

quiteakerfuffle:

rubitrightintomyeyes:

rubitrightintomyeyes:

zukoquest:

deathnoteforcutie:

We’ve done it, we’ve reached the pinnacle of human evolution

can you imagine how much funding would be put towards this on a kickstarter though

IT IS A REPLICATOR!!!

I AM STILL EXCITED ABOUT THIS

this finally makes sense

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Thu, 23 May 2013 09:06:55 +0100

A powerpuff girls chest piece would be so cute. Pretty tempted. Or a PPG ‘tramp stamp’...

Thu, 23 May 2013 09:06:20 +0100

A powerpuff girls chest piece would be so cute. Pretty tempted. Or a PPG ‘tramp stamp’ haha

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Thu, 23 May 2013 09:00:23 +0100

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Thu, 23 May 2013 09:00:04 +0100

pastalad: pastalad: so this morning my dad said “hey we got some tomatos” and i walk into the...

Thu, 23 May 2013 08:59:55 +0100

pastalad:

pastalad:

so this morning my dad said

“hey we got some tomatos”

and i walk into the kITCHEN AND THE ENTIRE TABLE WAS COMPLETELY COVERED IN TOMATOS LIKE DAD THAT IS NOT SOME TOMATOS THAT IS A FUCKLOAD OF TOMATOS

WHRE DID YOU EVEN GET ALL OF THESE TOMATOS

JUST IN CASE YOU FUCKERS THOUGH TI WAS JOKING

"I don’t want to be a feminist anymore. Like a five-year-old, I want to close my eyes, stick my..."

Thu, 23 May 2013 08:58:58 +0100

“

I don’t want to be a feminist anymore. Like a five-year-old, I want to close my eyes, stick my fingers in my ears, stomp my feet on the floor and scream “No! No, you cannot make me, I won’t, leave me alone!” I am, simply put, too tired. So very, very tired.

I am tired of fighting with my friends. I am tired of arguing that someone groping and slapping my butt isn’t “what I have to expect”, just because I’m at a bar, and the one attacking my butt has a drink in the other hand. I am tired of hearing “boys will be boys” and “when you’re dressed like that …” and “that’s just what guys do”. I am tired of trying to drown those sentiments in loud, repetitive no’s, screamed over and over again, till my throat is sore and my voice weak – just to hear them repeated, as soon as exhaustion threatens to silence me.

I am tired of being afraid. I am tired of seeing someone writing something offensive, sexist, racist, ageist, ableist, somewhere online. I am tired of seeing those writings getting likes and lol’s, and SO TRUE’s. I am tired of being consumed by confusion and anger, typing, typing, typing and typing a seemingly endless response, including research, links and statistics, and then hesitate clicking “submit”. I am tired of knowing that I hesitate because I am afraid of the flood of responses that will come. I am tired of knowing that I will be bombarded with lighten up’s, stop whining’s and get a sense of humor’s for so long, that I will start to wonder if I am indeed wound up too tight, a nagger and humorless. I am tired of the fact that I’m afraid of being called a cunt, even though I don’t find genitalia insulting or demeaning.

”

- I don’t want to be a feminist anymore. (via gingerrqueer)

†: I would date you.

Thu, 23 May 2013 08:58:19 +0100

†: I would date you.
∆: I would marry you.
*: You're cute.
: You're hot
©: I like you.
≈: I love you.
ß: I have a crush on you.
^: I want to be your friend.
Ω: I hate you.
◊: I like your blog.
∏: I would fuck you.