semi-charmed kind of life;

mulattafury:

youarenotdesi:

fat-amy-for-president:

fat-amy-for-president:

I was at Hot Topic and saw this cool tshirt for some band or something called Bring Me the Horizon and idk what bring me the horizon is and don’t really care but the shirt is cute so i’ll wear it

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This was an experiment. See how people started getting mad at me for “buying” a Bring Me The Horizon shirt, when I said I really knew nothing about them? How I said I bought it simply because I thought it was cute? Completely disregarding who the band was?

This is how people from other cultures feel when you purchase and wear garb from their culture with no knowledge of what that garb symbolizes and means. If you wear or use something for the wrong reasons, people get mad

This has got to be by far one of the best ways to explain cultural appropriation to people.

thisishangingrockcomics:

stuck

happens at around 21/22 too

what am i doing with my life

*packs another bowl*

Women are afraid of meeting a serial killer. Men are afraid of meeting someone fat.

When Strangers Click, a 2011 documentary about online dating.

It reminds me of that famous Margaret Atwood quote: “Men are afraid that women will laugh at them. Women are afraid that men will kill them.” It also reminds me of something written by one of the mods of Sex Worker Problems: “Misandry irritates. Misogyny kills.”

I mean, it’s just true.

(via tealeafprincess)

“Misandry irritates. Misogyny kills.”

That’s it.  That’s it right there.

(via oddpicturesoddpeople)


Courtney Love

Courtney Love

glinted:

if you can’t handle me at my un-shaved, you dont deserve me at my waxed

maybe yahoo buying tumblr is a sign that we’re headed back to the 90’s

hilary clinton in office soon? 

it gets better

thefingerfuckingfemalefury:

jeysiec:

whats-a-leonard-nimoy:

“I got a fan letter from a young lady. It was a suicide note.

So I called her, and I said, “Hey, this is Jimmy Doohan. Scotty, from Star Trek.” I said, “I’m doing a convention in Indianapolis. I wanna see you there.”

I saw her — boy, I’m telling you, I couldn’t believe what I saw. It was definitely suicide. Somebody had to help her, somehow. And obviously she wasn’t going to the right people.

I said to her, “I’m doing a convention two weeks from now in St. Louis.” And two weeks from then, in somewhere else, you know? She also came to New York - she was able to afford to got to these places. That went on for two or three years, maybe eighteen times. And all I did was talk positive things to her.

And then all of the sudden — nothing. I didn’t hear anything. I had no idea what had happened to her because I never really saved her address.

Eight years later, I get a letter saying, “I do want to thank you so much for what you did for me, because I just got my Master’s degree in electronic engineering.”

That’s…to me, the best thing I’ve ever done in my life.”

I’m genuinely crying right now

I’ve heard this story before, but reblogging because it’s awesome anyway.

^ REAL LIFE HERO <3

agentlehobbit:

Ladies and gentlemen… I present to you: Olivia Wilde

I love her. I want to be her friend. Haha