It's really not that simple

My personality ruined my aesthetic

[otus-bakkamoena]

my only two moods

[arabwife]

I can’t wait for the day a woman’s strength isn’t dictated by how much abuse she can endure

[sheglows]

*me taking yet another buzzfeed quiz at 2am* please tell me who i am

[staystrongandalwaysloveyourself]

[just-shower-thoughts]

Adults think its disrespectful when you don’t let them disrespect you

[cartnsncreal]

Seattle police shot Charleena Lyles seven times, autopsy finds

Pregnant mother who had reported a burglary was shot twice in the back in what the medical examiner has classified as a homicide

Charleena Lyles

#SayHerName

#SayHerName

#SayHerName

#SayHerName

#SayHerName

[aleksandria-nikolai-winchester]

This is fucking vile. #SayHerName

[gojiro]

The police are the country’s largest terrorist organization.

[drst]

 Where y’all “pro-life” people at with this? Cops murder a fetus? Hello?

[awed-frog]

So if anyone’s wondering -

On June 18, two Seattle cops shot and killed Charleena Lyles, a 30-year-old mother of four, who had called police to report a burglary. Killed in front of three of her children, the 95-pound Black woman was three months pregnant. In a bald-faced travesty of justice, Seattle’s Police Review Board concluded that the police execution of Charleena Lyles by peppering her with seven bullets for allegedly lunging with a knife was “reasonable, proportional and within policy.”  The review board that concluded the police officers had acted properly is composed of 15 acting members of the Seattle Police Department. This is can hardly be considered an impartial or objective review panel. The two cops involved, Steven McNew and Jason Anderson, will face no criminal charges for taking Charleena Lyles’ life. There is an outside chance that Anderson may face a mild departmental rebuke for not carrying his taser.

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[endlessfreethrows]

But I don’t want small talk. Text me, and without saying hello, tell me why you got so angry at your sister this morning. Tell me why you have a scar shaped like Europe on the left side of your neck. Send me paragraphs about the time you spent at your grandmother’s house that one summer. Call me when I’m half asleep and tell me why you believe in God. Tell me about the first time you saw your dad cry. Go on for hours about things that may not seem important because I promise that I’ll be hanging on to every word you say. Tell me everything. I don’t want someone who just talks about the weather.

This. Yes this, is the very thing I love about humans. (via c-isnenegro)

[07-2]

[useless-denmarkfacts]

[wrotten]

my fetish is people acknowledging my presence

[onceiwashere]

c-3po is a really relatable character to me because like theres no practical reason to give a robot an anxiety disorder, and yet here we are

[rcah]

*stands in front of class* *clears throat* This is a story about a girl named Lucky. 

[aryastarks]

[dearjorowling]

troubled child star

Still my behind the scenes favourite Harry Potter moment

[27snowflakes]

I lost my shit just now

[yahooentertainment]

lmao😂/smh🙄

[freedomjusticewarrior]

Eli Bosnick had the best response to this ridiculousness.

“If I gave you a bowl of skittles and three of them were poison would you still eat them?”

“Are the other skittles human lives?”

“What?”

“Like. Is there a good chance. A really good chance. I would be saving someone from a war zone and probably their life if I ate a skittle?”

“Well sure. But the point-”

“I would eat the skittles.”

“Ok-well the point is-”

“I would GORGE myself on skittles. I would eat every single fucking skittle I could find. I would STUFF myself with skittles. And when I found the poison skittle and died I would make sure to leave behind a legacy of children and of friends who also ate skittle after skittle until there were no skittles to be eaten. And each person who found the poison skittle we would weep for. We would weep for their loss, for their sacrifice, and for the fact that they did not let themselves succumb to fear but made the world a better place by eating skittles.

Because your REAL question…the one you hid behind a shitty little inaccurate, insensitive, dehumanizing racist little candy metaphor is, IS MY LIFE MORE IMPORTANT THAN THOUSANDS UPON THOUSANDS OF MEN, WOMEN, AND TERRIFIED CHILDREN…

… and what kind of monster would think the answer to that question… is yes?”

[just-shower-thoughts]

It’s almost as if Hugh Hefner was projecting a force-field that protected creepy famous men, and with his death they were suddenly exposed.

[greenie-bab3]

[belovedbane]

Concept: I finish school. The job I work isn’t my dream job but I enjoy doing it greatly still. It pays enough to cover everything I might need. My bills are never overdue. Money is not a thought in my head. I have a place to live. So do my dogs. It is nice and warm, I have some plants, my bookshelves are full, my sheets are always clean. There is time to read at the end of a day. I read a lot. Thinking is a good thing. I meet up with friends regularly, old and new. They love me. We make memories. I have nothing to be ashamed of. I travel a few times a year, always different places. The places I see steal my breath away. The people I meet teach me of life. They are good. There is no war. The sea calls to me and pay visit. I am independent. I am content.

[lxzyfangirl]

we are such a sad generation. the dream is a modest and decent life.