i wish this was my kitchen
OH SWEET ODIN
What are these magical poptarts? I’ve been seeing them everywhere…are they like little stuffed crumpet things?
reblogging for Road
I always cry at this
The meaning behind your URL →
keeppartyvangoing’s name means: 1) Can’t read the atmosphere. 2) To put on panties.
wut B[
I’M A GUY WUT?!? (but the atmosphere part is true ahahahaha ; u ;)
awesome-forces’s name means: 1) Worth no more than trash. 2) Tells bad jokes
Yup, pretty much.
rinnysega’s name means: 1) Garbage. 2) Completely useless.
This is strangely accurate :D
adriofthedead’s name means: 1) Tweeting too much. 2) A defective product.
octopusheart’s name means: 1) Doesn’t actually exist. 2) Vehement stalker.poopstwindoppelganger’s name means: 1) Obviously homo. 2) Hidden genius.
Quite true.miiotori’s name means: 1) Good for nothing. 2) To get excited after seeing homo.
accurate.
johnwatsons-dick’s name means: 1) To transform into a hentai. 2) Actually a homo.
…thats accurate
bitchesbeclothed’s name means: 1) Very lewd. 2) To get excited after seeing homo.
yep, that’s me.
Amadrei’s name means: 1) To watch porn all day. 2) Will never be popular.
100% ACCURATE
australianviking’s name means: 1) To be wildly popular! 2) A special kind of hipster.
sconesandtexting’s name means: 1) Futile effort. 2) One that no one wants to talk to.
Oh…
Okay.
tychanneko’s name means: 1) Owns a large collection of shota. 2) To do nothing.
Quite Accurate
(Source: kotesticle)
Ladies, just because you meet someone that’s a lesbian or bisexual, it does not mean they want to fuck you and are going to fall in love with you. Lesbians and bisexuals aren’t whores who would fuck any female. And guys, calm down, just because he’s a homosexual does not mean he wants to fuck you up the ass, so stop being a pussy and be a man and talk to the guy, treat him like a human being, he deserves it.
(Source: sadness-is-a-place, via roadakamelot)
Today Tristin wore his dress. Not a huge thing as he wears it quite often but this was different. Today was the first time he kept it on when we left. Usually when he wears it he will change, completely his choice, if I say we are going somewhere. He just wasn’t quite comfortable going out in public with it. Today he just put on his sandals. I asked him a couple times if he was sure and he was. So with a boy in a pink dress and Tinkerbell flip flops, we went.
We hit up Goodwill (finally found some teacups I liked!), Lowe’s and Target. I kept a look out for how people reacted to him, just so if he noticed I could talk with him about it later. There were some curious looks but nothing major. Most people were looking at my hair anyway. The only negative reaction I saw was actually a surprising one. A young girl maybe nine years old gave him a dirty look as we were walking out of Target. Tristin didn’t notice since he was talking about his new Hello Kitty flip brush/mirror.
I know there will be a day when he will notice how some people treat those who are “different” but I’m glad that for now he took a big step for himself and the world as he knows it is alright.
OMg he is such a cutie~!
(via psycho-midget)
The other night I was Skyping with one of my best friends. She lives in Holland and I live in America, so we don’t get to talk often. I trust her so much, and every time we talk I just feel so loved. She’s amazing.
I was talking to her about cutting, and started telling her about how I sometimes take pictures of my self-harm instead of writing about it, or in addition to writing about it. I don’t normally show people the pictures, but I sent her a few. She had been sharing her screen with me because I’d been watching her draw something, so I saw when she opened the files.
She opened this picture, kept it on the screen for a few seconds, closed it, and opened it again in Photoshop. I watched, confused, thinking it had been an accident.
I watched quietly while she erased every line of blood, every scar, every cut from my body. I started recording the screen without thinking- I needed to be able to watch it again. I knew I would need to feel that sense of… relief. That there was someone in my life who knew the extent of me and could still see through to something beautiful.
I wanted to share this with you because I think it’s important. If you feel anything close to how I felt when I saw this, I’m happy. Because you should know that it’s possible to be loved, underneath the pain and the scars and the blood. We are all beautiful.
You’re beautiful, and above all, you are not alone.
This is one of the most beautiful things I’ve ever seen on Tumblr. I’m crying so hard right now.
(Source: somefuckergaveoutmyurl, via sconesandtexting)
i’m about to cry
my brother told me that only today he found out that LGBT stood for les/gay/bi/trans instead of lettuce green bacon tomato
he looked at me and he had tears in his eyes and he said in the most horrified voice
i’ve been telling people i like LGBT sandwiches okay that means i’ve been having gay sandwiches
then he started to cry and ran off and yelled
they all think i’ve had gay threesomes!!!!!
i’m actually crying omg
(via psycho-midget)
Always take advice from magikarp.
It’s always super effective against the guys..
Magikarp is and always will be my spirit Pokemon.
(Source: thatfilipinolifebro)
