Be who you are and say what you mean, cause those who care don't matter and those who matter don't care.

thursjournal:

hopesploder:

i literally procrastinate talking to my friends like it hits me “oh shit i havent talked to that friend in a while” and im like “yeah ill have to do that later” and then i dont

then i feel really guilty about it and [AVOIDANCE INTENSIFIES]

rileylaroux:

sunshien:

warning: warbling sirens being distorted by buildings, creepy sound

kim-stoppable:

cat-eye-chic:

eventualprocrastination:

plasmas-king:

darnni:

THIS IS SERIOUSLY A SALAD DRESSING COMMERCIAL

WHAT ARE YOU REALLY TRYING TO SELL

equal sexual representation between both genders on tv 

i will reblog this over and over until my fingers bleed from reblogging

Lets get zesty

IS THIS WHAT IT’S LIKE FOR MEN TO SEE COMMERCIALS ALL THE TIME?

elasticitymudflap:

ericaisawesome56:

farfromgotham:

Fun fact time: many of my old acquaintances still make joking comments whenever they see me wearing pink, because as a child (and honestly pretty much right up to high school) I would refuse to associate with any pink objects. 

It wasn’t because I didn’t like pink, it was because since I appeared female I was supposed to/ it was immediately assumed that I did and therefore it pissed me the ever-loving fuck off. I was ashamed to like it, which is terrible because pink is an awesome color. But when you shove it down young girls throats it gets really old, really fast. 

Give the child the fucking rainbow, and if they pick pink, it’s not because they are female and/or effeminate, it’s because they like the color pink. 

THIS.

Gosh this

snatchedweaves:

walking downstairs in the middle of the night after bloggingimage

Mom: “Why are you awake?

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