This is me... Take it or leave it

kyssthis16:

talesofthestarshipregeneration:

strangeasanjles:

allahyil3analsohyouniyeh:

priceofliberty:

thefreelioness:

The NYPD tried to start a hashtag outpouring of positive memories with their police force. 

If this were ever a bad idea, it was probably the worst idea for arguably the most corrupt police force in America. 

via Vice:

And just how did they think this was going to play out/

my thoughts EXACTLY

They played themselves. I can’t stop laughing!

kyssthis16:

talesofthestarshipregeneration:

strangeasanjles:

allahyil3analsohyouniyeh:

priceofliberty:

thefreelioness:

The NYPD tried to start a hashtag outpouring of positive memories with their police force. 

If this were ever a bad idea, it was probably the worst idea for arguably the most corrupt police force in America. 

via Vice:

And just how did they think this was going to play out/

my thoughts EXACTLY

They played themselves. I can’t stop laughing!

magic-fantasy-life:

scorpio-tales:

electricrain:

columnnotes:

sktagg23:

I am SICK and TIRED of people objecting to seeing women using their breasts for what they are actually for. BREASTFEEDING IS NOT VULGAR OR OBSCENE.

I support breastfeeding all the way, even if it is in public.

And the award winning one:

THIS. THIS. THIS/

OMG THIS

nashofficial:

when someone on tumblr calls you by your real name

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isaidfuckyouandyoureyebrows:

theselfishknitter:

lastnightsmusings:

starslicer:

cravingmcnuggie:








Remember when Obama brought them home?



This post got so much better

isaidfuckyouandyoureyebrows:

theselfishknitter:

lastnightsmusings:

starslicer:

cravingmcnuggie:

Remember when Obama brought them home?

This post got so much better

rottendinosaurs:

meprobs:

Someone take my photoshop away

No one should take your photoshop away I fuckin died when I read this. 

fantasticpostsandwheretofindthem:

jumpingjacktrash:

estychan:

sandblocks:

Why use a printer? When you can use an ink cannon?

What. The. Fuck.

want, technology

I feel like this could be in a way “necessary” because what if the technology allowed you to photo copy an image you’ve drawn or painted and upload it to the computer and then you press print. And it shoots all the ink out onto a giant canvas and your art work is now there. Within just a blink of an eye. Just. There. 

Or you drew something but you wanted to add color and make it bigger but there’s just too much work that’d have to be put into it to be able to do that. So you just upload it and boom. You get to kind of tell the computer where to put each color and then it shoots it all out and there you have it. You’re picture. Big. And colorful. 

Like. Could you imagine? You’re still making your own art, but you can make it bigger and colorful and just awesome with nothing more than a mother. fucking. ink cannon!

crazybitterlove:

divasdishblog:

"People are perfectly happy to see women as sex objects, but the actual biologic of our bodies is apparently gross and unmentionable."
- Our Bodies, Ourselves.

It’s true

crazybitterlove:

divasdishblog:

"People are perfectly happy to see women as sex objects, but the actual biologic of our bodies is apparently gross and unmentionable."

Our Bodies, Ourselves.

It’s true

If someone gave me the option between raping someone or murdering them. I’d straight up pick up that gun and blow the persons brain out.

Why? 

Because at least they aren’t living to have to suffer every single bit of severe emotional, mental, psychological and possibly physical PERMANENT damage. 

If I could go back in time and someone gave me the option to die or let myself get raped. I’d fucking slash my throat within a blink of an eye without a single doubt. 

I would rather have died than have to now live the rest of my life being too afraid to meet anybodies dads or uncles. And fearing every single man that is twice my age. And fearing being alone any where at any time of day. Fearing what could happen if I simply just left the house for even an hour. Fearing that my own boyfriend might just go crazy and not stop. 

Every fucking day I have to live with those fears. 

Every fucking day I have to live with constant panic attacks. That have lead to rapid shaking and tensing of the muscles that have now caused a permanent, irreversible muscle spasm in my rib cage. 

Every fucking day I have to live with the voices of the people that told me it was my own fault and that I only got myself into it. 

Every. Fucking. Day. 

I can’t tell you how much I would have rather have just been shot in the face than have had to know that I now had to live the rest of my life with shit like that. 

Rape. Is worse. Than murder. Far. Far worse. 

I think it’s sometimes nicer to called beautiful by a stranger because when someone you’re very close with says it, it just feels like they feel obligated to, or that you already KNOW that they think you’re beautiful. So it’s nothing new. It’s not “special” but when someone random on the street says you’re beautiful. It’s like.. Hey. Some random person that knows nothing about me thinks I’m beautiful. And it just gives such a confidence booster. It’s not that you shouldn’t appreciate it when ANYONE tells you you’re beautiful. But it’s like. It’s just different.
crazysexyfierce:


pleasestopbeingsad:

Street harassment is not a compliment.

This! There is a HUGE difference between a genuine compliment and the shit idiots say to you in the street.

crazysexyfierce:

pleasestopbeingsad:

Street harassment is not a compliment.

This! There is a HUGE difference between a genuine compliment and the shit idiots say to you in the street.

theraichujesus:

annethecatdetective:

This little girl is going places.

theraichujesus:

annethecatdetective:

This little girl is going places.

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