Telling children that you won’t get mad if they tell the truth and then getting mad about it will turn them into massive liars in the future

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Telling children that you won’t get mad if they tell the truth and then getting mad about it will turn them into massive liars in the future
“pride month is almost over”??? you fools. it’s twentygayteen, every month is pride month. it’s pride year.
what if ducks threw bread back at you
you’d have to duck
this is one of those posts that makes you step back and re-examine your entire worldview
you: whats your sexuality?
me:
today I was wearing my “yes homo” shirt and some lady told me “you’re going to hell” and I replied with “with you existing, I’m already there” and I s2fg she made this exact face
I love you when you
- smile, looking at my general direction. You don’t see me and I’m not the reason for it, but I still get butterflies whenever you do it. - laugh because it shows your cute little dimples. - make me feel nervous because you entered the room. And it’s the good kind of nervous. - share your perspective of the world to me. It opens my eyes to see you for who you truly are and I love every second of it. - answer questions about anything. To me, it feels like you store all the answers in the world in that beautiful brain of yours and I cannot get enough of it.
- acknowledge me, the feelings I have, hopefully. Soon. Maybe?
Reblogging again because you can never have enough Nazi flag ripping on your blog.
Reblogging because we stand against hate.
Reblogging because fuck yes
Mainstream media is really important in shaping a popular opinion - this movie (the Sound of Music, for people who don’t recognise it) was the first thing I knew about Nazis and the beginning of the war. I’d never heard about them before, and I remember mum having to explain to me what the symbol meant. This movie showed likable, strong and sympathetic characters tearing up Nazi flags and resisting the Nazis. It showed Nazi-sympathizers as intimidating and unfair. It showed us that normal people (Rolfe) could fall for their propaganda and we could lose them.
I was seven years old when I first watched this and immediately I knew Nazis were terrible, and because of the power of the story and the warmth of the characters this feeling sunk to my core.
I worry a lot about kids whose first introduction to world events is a movie like ‘American Sniper’.
Drake literally has a song for every mood.
I no longer force things. what flows flows, what crashes, crashes. I only have space and energy for things that are meant for me.
I have regrets piled up like corpses behind my teeth
All rotten hate and guilt that weighs down my tongue. I cant speak and so i bleed
If i could go back and change these choices i would. I had let myself think for a moment, just a moment, i could get away with this. The antics, the lifestyle I’d been led into and then abandoned in. I could make it, i told myself. I could be this girl.
Only now, i can’t. Something in me has hardened, or shattered to dust and I’m not the same. I can’t accept kindness anymore, cant accept that someone wants me for me, and not as just a hot body to use, disposable as tissue paper. Disposable is a word I’ve come to associate with myself.
Ive let myself be used and thrown away. And i prefer it now. Easier to do that than open up and let someone see my tender, bruised soul. My heart is broken and id rather use the shards to my advantage than let someone see them or worse.
To try and fix them.
i need….
i…i need….
i need a HERO! im holding out for a hero till the end of the night! hes gotta be STRONG and hes gotta be FAST and hes gotta be larger than LIFE! i need a HERO! im holding out for a hero till the end of the night! hes gotta be SURE and it’s gotta be SOON and hes gotta be larger than LIFE!
it’s ok to disappear for a lil while and get your shit together.
Better run when you hear the sirens coming
I hate you. My liver is fucked fam.
That is not my fault! I cut myself off at 1:30!
It is, I was fine the whole week and then you showed up and we ended up smashed in a fucking strip joint 🙄
You loved it so stop complaining!
My wallet and liver beg to differ