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@ande-pants
What I’m really terrified of is leading an average, ordinary life with a regular job and an invariable routine, planned holidays, an average household, fixed responsibilities and not doing anything different to be remembered by.
how t o kiss boy
walk over to a boy
extend your limb, caressing his cheeks tenderly
without moving your head or body, extend your lips so they meet the edge of his ear
sc rE AM NOOT NOOT
NOOOT NOO Ot;
amen
are u sad? feeling down? look at your hands. think about all the dogs they’ve petted. feel happy. so much happy.
The trouble is that, for women, being “nice” often translates into putting up with things we should never put up with. How many times has some creep sat uncomfortably close to me on the bus and stared me down, yet I’m too afraid to just get up and move, lest I offend him? We smile when we’re harassed on the street or hit on by jerks. We laugh at sexist jokes. We learn that when we have strong opinions, we’ll be called bitches and that if we get angry, we’ll be called hysterical. When we say what we want, we’re called pushy or aggressive. Part of learning “ladylike” behavior is about learning to smile politely when someone is being crude. Femininity has long been attached to passivity and to being docile. Men fight, women giggle and fume silently.
Women And Girls Don’t Need To Be Told To Be Nicer (via idioticteen)
Four letters to no one and one to myself.
I'm sorry that I've been inconsistent in talking to you lately. I could just say I've been busy and haven't had the time for anything, but really I just don't talk to anyone ever. I don't trust anyone much less myself with anything. Yes it's selfish to be this independent, especially when there isn't any real reason to not trust and open up to people. I'm still sorry. Please understand I'm trying.
I really don't know what I did wrong, but it's not fair to have me feel like I have to walk on eggshells every time I'm near you. At this point even though I highly value our friendship and respect the hell out of you, I don't think I can continue like this
I really miss you. Why do I keep missing you when all it takes is a simple phone call to say hi again.
Just trust yourself. It's going to be okay. That lump you have in throat at all times, and the shakes in your hands will fade away.
I hate that I can only say I'm sorry. It's going to be okay though. I think.
Don’t fear death, fear the state in which you will die.
I was always afraid of Ohio
The thought "God this library is so gorgeous it makes me want to go back to school so I can get books, research and study in here" may have crossed my mind today
To everyone still in school and dying of the work, I'm sorry for being a nerd.
ive seen a lot of stock images but this is just getting out of hand
Remember when if one your friends had their own land line phone in their bedroom they were the coolest friend ever?
apparently new york is going to be attacked by a giant poached egg.
Looks more like sunny-side up to me
it’s gonna be new yolk now
More like it's always sunny side up in philadelphia
Whenever I get wrapped up in this shitty office job, it's funny to think that I'm literately just one person of over 6 billion on a spherical object spinning around in space.
And that some how makes me feel better.
That awkward moment when you realize you follow too many corgi blogs...
because your entire dashboard is FILLED with corgi's in costumes... which. I mean, is cute, but... there comes a point where it's just too much.
