Dresses are so nice they’re just tubes of fabric you can throw on with very little effort and when you wear one and people are like “oh wow you dressed up you look really nice” but it’s like
ah yes my disguise is working. you think i cared this morning
Two women in other parts of the country wanted to pay an overdue bill for someone in Detroit. This is their project.
I cant help right now, but hopefully some of y’all can.
don’t get it twisted like i respect bugs for being the best they can be in spite of their specific assigned flesh prisons and their ecological significance but they need to stay the fuck away from me
get out your VCR’s it’s time to watch The Prince of Egypt. or you can watch it here.
please don’t watch exodus: gods and kings because it’s icky and racist. you deserve better. you deserve the prince of egypt.
Mother, what's a Half-Breed?
my protest poem for language arts
I was so nervous talking to a man that I have admired for twelve years of my life. The man who let me know as a child that miserable things happen and that’s perfectly normal. The same man who helped me overcome my fear of reading after being screamed at by my teacher that I would never be able to read anything my grade level, only to have a college level reading skill by the end of sixth grade. My motivation to write and keep doing whatever I want because no matter who tries to bring me down, I know that I can overcome it just like I did those years ago.
I blushed and stuttered, barely getting out a ‘this may sound dorky, but thank you for everything you’ve done for me’. I hadn’t told him the tragedies that had gone on in my life in specifics. I thanked him for giving me a chance when so many adults did not and how I found it ironic that I still love a series about miserable children when I practically went through the same thing. And even though I’ve heard ‘I’m sorry’ so many times about every death, every terrible thing that has happened, I have never heard one so sincere.
Here I was beating myself up about failing to convey myself in front of this wonderful man. How I missed my chance. Putting my things away, I grabbed my book and peeked inside to see this. And I began to cry.
This is a man who I have never met before. A man I have only dreamt of meeting since I was very small. But yet in one small sentence he has managed to move me entirely. A sentence that has needed to be said for a long time now.
‘To Bridget, who has suffered enough.’
Inspired by this post, and in light of recent events, a coat of arms for the Tyler Posey Defense Squad. We meet Tuesdays and Thursdays in the rec center downtown, refreshments will be served.
It’s transparent! Feel free to use it on yer blog, but please leave the credit.
Bioshock 2 → Underwater
teen wolf fandom actually made a petition for the cast and crew to stop “disrespecting the fans” lol remember that time you sent death threats to tyler posey because he said he doesn’t like stiles/derek and his mom saw them? or how you tried to make a petition to get shelley hennig off the show? or how meagan tandy has to constantly go on twitter to defend herself and her character because people send her hate? or how you all made #killallison a worldwide trend???? :)
Ilana: Dude, I would follow you into hell.
Abbi: I would take you on my shoulders, like, I’d strap you up and I’d be like, “Let’s go through hell”