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Clap your hands if you’re actually low key mentally ill as fuck and can hardly handle anything and you feeling like no one actually likes you at all and all you wanna do is sleep your life away

straight boys are weak and pathetic, queer girls walk into the ladies changing room and see ten women naked, do they stare? do they say something inappropriate? do they make them uncomfortable? no because they have the common fucking sense to recognise when a situation is sexual and that people deserve the most basic level of respect to not be harassed, yet here we are banning shorts and low cut tops in school because straight boys are weak and pathetic

OH MY GOD

this is the kind of modern art I love….

Rape is the only crime on the books for which arguing that the temptation to commit it was too clear and obvious to resist is treated as a defence. For every other crime, we call that a confession.

I’ve gotten more angry asks about this post than I have actual reblogs.

I literally put my coffee down, stared at the screen and said “Holy shit…”

Fuck.

this is still my favorite post ever

Always reblog

Woah

well he really should have worn more protective clothing if he didn’t want that to happen sounds to me like he was asking for it

Are we really sure he was actually shot and decapitated? Idk, sounds like something he would’ve made up. Guys make false decapitation accusations all the time, you know. 

If he didn’t want to be decapitated, he shouldn’t have worn a shirt that showed off his neck

I mean, not all woman decapitate people. I’m not like that.

Was he alone? He shouldn’t have been alone. I mean what was he expecting?

you ever thought that maybe the reason girls say they’re fine when they’re not, or they’re not mad when they are, is because the second they show any semblance of emotion they’re written off as hysterical bitches that are probably on their period?

THE FUCKING DA VINCI CODE HAS BEEN CRACKED

Reblogging again, because this will never be irrelevant. 

ok this is to a friend who is following me but probably won’t see this bc she’s too self-absorbed. you are emotionally abusive. you are selfish. you can’t let me have one moment of happiness. you haven’t spent one moment to actually get to know me, and impose your ideals onto me. every time i’m around you, you do something to make me feel like absolute shit. you cannot accept blame, and force me to be the bigger person at all times. you’re hypocritical with a capital H, and turn everything around so it’s my fault. (like the time i was upset at you for a very valid reason, and your first response was to say, “are you just gonna mope around and be moody? nobody likes you when you do that.”) i’ve literally not once heard you say anything could possibly be your fault. not fucking once. you tell me that it’s my fault for not having more friends, then interrupt any conversation i’m having and cut me off. you take credit for things i do, using the excuse “other people needed to know what you said.” and to this person, as soon as i can, we are done. i’m not going to deal with feeling like shit daily because you use me to feel better about yourself. also, our mutual friend always comments on how much of a shitty friend you are to me.

Can we all stop making fun of people for posting pictures of their food? Maybe that’s the only way they can hold themselves accountable for eating that day.