Kiana Khansmith
Claire Keane
Alisa U Zemlji Chuda
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Acquired Stardust
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祝日 / Permanent Vacation
izzy's playlists!
oozey mess
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
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YOU ARE THE REASON
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If ur arabic ur great If ur arabic and muslim ur great If ur arabic and queer ur great If ur arabic and muslim and queer ur great I know it seems hard to believe but you’re not bad you’re not awful
Hey if you’re not arabic can you reblog this? I hardly ever see any positivity towards us and I just wanna spread love to my Arab siblings
send me 🍏 if i come off as masculine! send me 🍎 if i come off as feminine! send me 🍓if i come off as androgynous! send me 🍒 if i come off as other!
Boys and girls of every age
Wouldn’t you like to see something strange?
Come with us and you will see
This, our town of Halloween
This is Halloween
This is Halloween
Pumpkins scream in the dead of night 🎃
This is Halloween
Everybody make a scene
Trick or treat till the neighbors gonna die of fright
It’s our town
Everybody scream
In this town of Halloween
I am the one hiding under your bed 🛌
Teeth ground sharp and eyes glowing red
I am the one hiding under your stairs
Fingers like snakes 🐍 and spiders 🕷 in my hair
This is Halloween
This is Halloween
Halloween
Halloween
Halloween
Halloween
In this town
We call home
Everyone hail to the pumpkin song
In this town
Don’t we love it now?
Everybody’s waiting for the next surprise
’Round that corner, man hiding in the trash can 🗑
Something’s waiting, no, to pounce,
And
How
You’ll
Scream!
This is Halloween
Red ‘n’ black, and slimy green
Aren’t you scared?
Well, that’s just fine
Say it once, say it twice
Take a chance and roll the dice 🎲🎲
Ride with the moon in the dead of night 🌕
Everybody scream
Everybody scream
In our town of Halloween!
I am the clown with the tear-away face 🤡
Here in a flash and gone without a trace
I am the “who” when you call, “Who’s there?”
I am the wind blowing through your hair 🌬
I am the shadow on the moon at night 🌑
Filling your dreams to the brim with fright
This is Halloween
This is Halloween
Halloween
Halloween
Halloween
Halloween
Halloween
Halloween
Tender lumplings everywhere
Life’s no fun without a good scare
That’s our job, but we’re not mean
In our town of Halloween
In this town
Don’t we love it now?
Everybody’s waiting for the next surprise
Skeleton Jack might catch you in the back 💀
And scream like a banshee
Make you
Jump
Out
Of
Your
Skin! ☠️
This is Halloween
Everybody scream
Won’t ya please make way for a very special guy?
Our man Jack is King of the Pumpkin patch
Everyone hail to the Pumpkin King, now!
This is Halloween
This is Halloween
Halloween
Halloween
Halloween
Halloween
In this town we call home
Everyone hail to the pumpkin song
IT’S TIME MOTHERFUCKERS
IT’S SEPTEMBER YOU HEATHENS
HALLOWEEN!
Angel Boy
"Praying the gay away nearly killed me."
Guys please if you’re Australian please sign the petition to end gay conversion therapy in Australia it takes literally 5 seconds, all you have to do is click a button!
If you aren’t aussie please consider spreading the petition instead! Don’t just like this post which does nothing, but reblog it or link the petiton to your aussie friends.
SIGN THE PETITION HERE
Deviantart Prank with friends:
1. Gather your buddies. 2. Pick an unsuspecting 13 year old (preferably with OCs) 3. Send them fanart. 4. Sit back and watch dreams come true
as someone who made shitty ocs when i was 13 (and still does), if someone who was really good at art did fanart of my ocs when i was a kid it would have made my whole damn year. do it
nicest prank
chaotic good
This shit used to hurt me so much. Now when I go shopping I don’t even touch shit unless I know I want it lol cus I know that pain
i’m that person you see folding something and putting it back after i’ve looked at it lol
^^^ And if I can’t fold it back perfectly they’re gonna at least see that I tried.
^^^^^^^^^^^^^
All.of.this
Worked in retail almost half a decade, and let me tell y'all this is daily, not just Black Friday or summer sales.
I’ve had people look me straight in the eyes while they knock over a perfectly folded stack of shirts off a table so they could put down their Starbucks cup. People leave food, drinks, diapers, used pads and bandages, even one time an actual syringe on tables.
I’ve had people destroy entire displays and complain about how dirty and “why don’t employees respect their own store” while I was directly next to them frantically trying to fix what they, themselves, just messed up.
This shit is so ingrained in me now that I fixed displays while on vacation in Disney World for a full half hour.
And before anyone says anything, no, actually picking up after grown adults that should know better, it actually isn’t my job to clean up after you all day. We have customer service, check for product, work the registers, keep the bathrooms clean, deal with angry customers, try to prevent shop lifting, and keep the store running. Recovery (fixing displays) is supposed to be low on our list because people aren’t supposed to be selfish shitheads. If you wouldn’t destroy your friend’s house, don’t destroy retail shops.
I’ve literally had people ask me if I work at several stores before because I’m cleaning up after myself??? like they are asking me for help and I’m like “idk I don’t work here” then they are like “then why are you cleaning?”
It’s,,, basic manners,,, to clean after yourself,,, what is wrong with people,,,
What I Wish I’d Known When I Came Out And Began My Public Transition
When I came out as a trans male at school, it was durring my freshman year of highschool, on the very first day. As soon as I came out, I began my public transition.
I told all my teachers my chosen name and pronouns, when I met people I’d introduce myself as Kaine instead of my deadname, I told all my friends, and I started correcting people when they used my deadname or female pronouns.
It didn’t take more than a month for my name to be accepted as Kaine, and my pronouns as he/him. It was also very rare for me to hear my deadname (at least in school - home is a very different situation).
When I decided to publicly transition, I thought it’d be a massive relief to only hear Kaine and male pronouns. However, it was quite the opposite.
I’d spent 14½ years living as a girl, using female pronouns and my deadname. So to suddenly hear Kaine and he/him came as a shock to me. I would either not respond to it at first, or look up feeling startled, shocked, and confused.
Hearing my deadname at home was suddenly a lot more comfortable than hearing Kaine at school, and my new name made me cringe a bit.
I started questioning if I was actually male, or if I’d just been confused. It caused a massive identity crisis, which was taking place as I was trying to get used to highschool.
I was so used to my deadname after 14½ years, that my real name didn’t actually feel like it was a part of me. It felt like I was faking it or pretending.
This is, apparently, a very natural reaction to have. I wasn’t faking it, and I wasn’t confused. It was just a shock and my mind had yet to adapt.
By the time we were halfway through the first semester, I was totally used to my name. My deadname felt uncomfortable and awkward (even though I still heard it at home), while Kaine felt easy and natural.
When you begin publicly transitioning, hearing your chosen name is going to feel strange at first. You’ll feel like you’re faking it, and might not actually be trans.
But I promise you that this feeling won’t last. You’ll adapt, and hearing your name is going to feel amazing.
My deadname no longer feels like it’s a part of me, and I don’t respond to it. If I say it or hear it, I don’t associate it with me. If I meet someone else with that name, I don’t think, “hey we share a name”, I just think that it’s THEIR name. It no longer holds any connection to me.
I’m currently on summer holiday, which means I’m hearing my deadname all the time, and my real name very rarely. When I go back, and hear my name every day, it’ll feel a bit strange, but I’ll adapt a lot faster than before.
I’m going through that shit RIGHT NOW because my parents are here and still prefer my deadname over River. It’s good to hear that I’m not the only one who experiences this xx
i have been Waiting for a post like this to come across my dash. at first being called Fin was strange to me, as much as I knew i preferred it. and the longer i had known someone, the stranger and more shocking it was to hear it from them, and know they were referring to me. it was the same with pronouns, even now when im referred to as he/him sometimes it just kind of takes me aback.
it’s made me think plenty that, maybe im not actually trans, maybe changing my pronouns and name was too much but i just stuck with it, and in the long run, ive felt myself getting more and more used to all these changes, and its just. felt better.
it just feels so good to see someone else talking about it, because it’s something i never see anyone mentioning. like its some trans taboo. but its not. its something that so many go through as well, and its okay to talk about it.
Growing up fat, you get made fun of for everything you do, even basic shit like eating and laughing and breathing are funny when you do it because youre fat! And its so hard to not carry that with you as you get older, like I’m still embarassed to eat or dance in front of people or smile in pictures and its ridiculous and I hate it and I wish I was treated with more humanity
Thin people can reblog this btw
they wont tho lmao
reblog if ur a cryptid gen z-millennial like me (born between 1994-2003)
what’s poppin only gays can see this post and rb
september is coming up so here’s your yearly reminder to leave billie joe armstrong the fuck alone
Well of course. We don’t wake him up until October 1st.
His dad is dead, just don’t.
In case anyone reading my blog is unaware, this is a reference to the Green Day song titled “Wake Me Up When September Ends” a song that Billie Joe Armstrong wrote following the death of his father in September of 1982 when Billie Joe was ten years old. The title of the song references his desire to sleep through September in an effort to get some emotional distance from the death of his father.
He’s since been open about the emotional difficulty of having written the song since many people now message him on October 1st to ‘wake him up’ despite the song being a memorial to his departed father.
It’s generally seen as respectful to not try to wake him up. Let him sleep and let him remember his father in peace.
yeah so quit making shitty jokes its not funny
Kewii, Pineapple.
Kiwi: Love your blog, equally interested in you as a person.Pineapple: I think about you even when I’m not on tumblr.oh???? whomst??
*Popular post exists*
Gay pornbots:
Men, come here.
SHUT THE FUCK UP
i can’t believe u killed the pornbots
I shall be known as the pornbot slayer from now on
Thot Destroyer
BEGONE
BOT
Reblog if it’s ok for people to give you $599.99
Please don’t hesitate
1 penny below reporting limit for the IRS… I see what you did there
(Don’t give me $599.99)
That’s not the right IRS rule.
$599.99 is the amount below which a business does not need to issue a 1099 to a contractor who provides business services. The contractor still needs to report the income on their taxes.
The correct number for the IRS rule for money that is gifted rather than received in a business transaction is $13999.99–more than that, and the recipient has to pay tax on the gift and report it to the IRS. Less than that, and there’s no taxation or reporting requirement.
If we’re choosing amounts on the basis of IRS limits, give these people $13,999.99.
Go. Do it.
Reblog if it’s ok for people to give you $13,999.99
Who am I to you? Anonymously leave a fruit or two in my inbox.
Apple: I haven’t really taken notice of you so far.
Honeydew: You fascinate me.
Banana: You annoy me.
Mullberry: Mostly I tolerate you on my dash.
Cherry: You make me uncomfortable.
Orange: I love your blog, but I’m not very interested in you personally.
Grapefruit: I don’t care so much for your blog, but I’m rather interested in you as a person.
Kiwi: Love your blog, equally interested in you as a person.
Pineapple: I think about you even when I’m not on tumblr.
Rasberry: I’m not even aware I’m re-blogging from you when I do.
Strawberry: I wasn’t even aware I was following you. How did that happen?
Mango: I wouldn’t mind talking to you if you ever messaged me, but it’s not that big of a deal to me.
Apple: I would really like to talk to you, but I never will initiate it.
Guava: I have no interest in talking with you on here.
Blueberry: Sometimes, I like and re-blog posts from you just to get your attention.
Cantaloupe: I often avoid liking and re-blogging your post so I don’t draw your attention.
Watermelon: I’m not very interested in you or your blog, I’m just too lazy to unfollow you.
Elderberry: I’ve anon-ed you something personal before.
Pumpkin: I’ve anon-ed you a compliment before.
Kumquat: I’ve anon-ed you hate before.
Lemon: Never anon-ed you before, probably won’t again.
Lime: We’ve never talked and I prefer to keep it that way.
Papaya: We used to talk but we don’t anymore and that makes me sad.
Rhubarb: We used to talk and we don’t anymore and I prefer it that way.
Tangerine: We talk on here sometimes and I want it to continue.
Plum: Meh.
