occasionally subtle
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cherry valley forever
Today's Document
Mike Driver
❣ Chile in a Photography ❣
we're not kids anymore.
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Xuebing Du
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
JVL
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
Claire Keane
will byers stan first human second
styofa doing anything
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Monterey Bay Aquarium
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@thingsaregonnagerbetter
“You fight like a girl.”
I’m sorry
I didn’t
realise
that
was
a
bad
thing
Reblogging because I’m sure the comic readers out there could add some more.
yeah
so sorry
i can’t hear you
over the sound
of me crushing my enemies
This list
was looking
a little
white
so here you go
watch tha
bodies hit
tha floor
this is the best post on tumblr, hands down
she wanted that nigga
I’m her
She must’ve been soaking
Her vag instantly turned into Niagara Falls.
For those who say One Direction can’t sing.
The “OW” button really adds to the ambiance
never “GOALS”-ed something so hard before
I AM SORRY BUT THIS IS WHY I AM EMBARRASSED TO BE AN AMERICAN. IF A HIJAB THAT DORNS THE AMERICAN FLAG PATTERN IS NOT ACCEPTABLE BUT SKIMPY ASS BIKINIS OR WEARING THE FUCKING ACTUAL FLAG IS ACCEPTABLE, JUST BECAUSE THE PERSON IS WHITE, I WANT TO FUCKING THROW UP.
(I don’t have a thing against Audrey Kitching, she was just merely and example).
But this fucking disgusts me right here. It makes me want to say, fuck this country and its racism and double standards.
I LITERALLY FUCKING CAN NOT
Give her a bullet to the head for walking down the street, minding her own business?? And they think SHE’S the terrorist.
^bolding for emphasis.
I’m puking
When I was younger I was always scared of telling people where I came from. Every now and then that awkward conversation would come up, “where are you from” “we’re you born here”. Every time I was asked that I would hesitate to say that I was from Mexico, and no I wasn’t born here. It wasn’t that I was ashamed of where I was from, but the thought of being judged was what scared me. We all know those stereotypes that come with us for being from Mexico. Que todos somos ilegales, que somos criminales, que no somos educados, y en las palabras de el querido Donald Trump que somos violadores. Ya se que no todas las personas piensan así, pero cuando vives en un pueblo chiquito, aislado de la ciudad y la mayoría de las personas son Gueros, así es la triste realidad. But as the years go by I see that there is nothing wrong with being from a country that unfortunately has some bad stereotypes behind it. Why? Because being who I am, and being from where I’m from has its perks. Not only am I fluent in 2 languages, también tengo dos culturas guardadas en mi bolsillo. I can light fireworks on July 4th, y echar el grito el 16 de septiembre. No solo tengo a Santa Clause, también tengo a los 3 Reyes Magos. But the best thing about being Mexican in America is that I get to prove each and everyone of those stereotypes wrong. No I am not illegal, I didn't know being Mexican or human was illegal. No I am not a criminal, a rapist or a drug dealer. And I am most definitely NOT uneducated. Y ahora veo que siendo mexicana no tiene nada de malo, sin embargó es algo de lo que debo de estar muy orgullosa. Y lo estoy, no quisiera cambiar nada de mi nacionalidad y ni de quien soy. Amo a mi México Lindo y Querido!🇲🇽❤️
I am the book everybody opens, but never finishes.
Megan Valenz (via wnq-writers)
BYE
best porn blog ever
why did I ever think that seeing you one last time would help me feel better? because now I just feel worse.
have you ever read something that killed you inside? like a text message or someone’s status. everything was going fine until you accidentally came across something you didn’t want to read. or you found out something you were better off not knowing. it’s almost as if it was posted just to purposely hurt you. but you constantly read it over and over again to torture yourself.
