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The best thing that ever happened to me
was the day I found out that I share the same birthday as Bob Ross
this is the last year that we can make this stupid joke so im going to make the most of it and post it every day until 2020
White people love saying,
"I love ___, but ___ doesn't love me." When talking about food.
not sure why people donât automatically say âshapeshiftingâ when asked what they want their superpower to be. you could become anyone you want. even fictional characters. anyone. cosplay would always be spot-on. dysphoria wouldnât exist. perfection
rob a bank and disguise yourself as a stray pen lying on a shelf when the cops come
there are two kinds of people
turn myself into a crow and live happily in the woods
Be a dragon an steal goods from the rich and give it to the poor
Plus shapeshifting has all the other powers wrapped up in one. Invisibility? Extreme camo yo, itâs basically the same thing. Or you can shift your colors to ones not on our visible spectrum. Superman powers? Turn your body parts into things that do have that ability- laser cutters and such. Flight? Give yourself a dope ass pair of wings. The list goes on. Shapeshifting does it all.
And you can have the body you've always wanted, or the hair

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alright you nearsighted motherfuckers
rb this and tag your age when you first got glasses
reblog if youre an idiot. reblog if youre just a fucking fool.
have you ever craved someone? not in a sexual way, but you just wanted to hear the sound of their voice or feel the warmth of their body
This. This! So much this!
outfit idea
This
over this
so that âi have no titsâ can be read through the hole
It doesnât matter what a woman wears. Theyâll just talk on and on about their favorite soap operas and drama with their friends.
A smart man will always look for the cool, smooth, plastic hands of a robot to satisfy his needs.
I can never get over this post and Iâll absolutely reblog it every time it crosses my dash lol

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Watching this to the end fucking obliterated me. You will not guess what company this commercial is for in a billion years. I promise.
ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING MEÂ
I FEEL LIKE IVE BEEN HIT IN THE FACE WITH A BAT
What. The Fuck. What the Actual Fuck.
What the fuck
What the fuck what the fuck what the fuck
To be honest, I wouldn't have been surprised if it had been a car commercial
c i n n a m o n r o l l
remember that sasuke figurine that could hold up like literally fricking anythign
And my personal favorite
ARE YOU KIDDING ME
those little things on ur nose arenât blackheads, donât try and get rid of them theyâre sebaceous filaments and theyâre permanent and literally everyone has them
every girl has that little pouch of fat on her lower tummy, despite what magazines try n show u, you have important organs there that need to be protected donât try and get rid of ur pouch
ur body is smarter than u think and it knows what to do when u eat more than normal. one bad day, or even week, of eating poorly isnât gonna ruin anything at all I pinky promise
if u think u look good up until u try taking a selfie, itâs not ur fault - our faces are asymmetrical and when u see ur face flipped it will look unnatural to u, since u donât see it that way when u look in the mirror. to everyone else it looks perfectly fine
no oneâs stomach looks the same at 8pm as it does at 8am. no one has a chiseled six pack after a day of eating, not even the super fit people u see on tumblr, because ur stomach naturally expands after eating and expecting to have a flat tummy before bed is very unrealistic
no one notices if the bags under ur eyes are bad today. no one pays attention to the bump in ur nose or the zit on ur chin or the piece of hair that u missed when u were straightening. literally no one notices these things except you so stop worrying about it ur gonna be fine
sometimes u just gotta get over urself
this made me cry I needed it so bad
White privilege can also be hardâŚ
THIS IS THE BEST VIDEO IâVE EVER SEEN
Dear GodâŚ.
I am fucking dying omg
Iâm the second âBerkleyâ yell
Oh my fucking god
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Reblog if youâre bisexual, support bisexuals, or want all racists dead
What a lovely post
3/3
well what do you know, all 3
When I was 13 years old and curious about sex and love, I asked my mom if she had had sex before marrying my father (of whom she is still married to, and has been since before I was born). She said that that wasnât really a âyesâ or ânoâ question. I said âsure it is, youâve either had sex before him, or you havenâtâ. She brought me onto the couch and sat me down and told me about the boy she liked when she was young and how one night she snuck into his house while his parents were gone and they were kissing and he said they should have sex and she said that she wanted to save sex for marriage and he laughed and basically took all her clothes off and he raped her and as my mom was telling the story she cried and this was the second time I had ever seen my mom cry. She was 12 when it happened.
In grade 8 I got a call from my friend in the middle of the night and she was drunk in the park crying and told me that she went out that night with some other friends and they drank a little and her guy âfriendâ starting flirting and yes she laughed at first but then he tried to pull her shirt over her head and she pulled away and he ripped her shirt and it was her favourite shirt and then he pushed her to her knees and HIS BEST FRIEND HELD HER JAW OPEN WHILE HE FACE FUCKED HER. And so I went to the park and picked her up and took her home and slept in her bed with her except we didnât sleep because she just cried and her mouth bled and this was four years ago but I still have to be the one to bring her items to the till it the cashier is a man, and she still has anxiety attacks and sheâll get a rash all over her body and I just want to kill those boys but instead they are still walking around. And Iâm in the bathroom with her, dabbing at her skin with a warm cloth until it returns to its regular colour.
And in grade 9 one of my closest friends was kinda seeing this boy and so they hung out one night and then she said that she really had to be getting back home and he said that she wasnât going anywhere until she gave him what he wanted and he parked the car and took off her clothes and she said no and he ignored her and so she laid in the backseat totally limp and just cried and it wasnât even sex, he just masterbated by using her body instead of his hand and she came to school the next day with vodka in her water bottle and she drank all day and I had to fight her to get the alcohol away from her and she just cried and threw up and I skipped class while I held her hair back and that same boy texted me a month later, asking if I ever wanted to hangout sometime.
And in that same year my very best friend who has never even kissed a boy, confessed to me that when she was 9 years old, her 12 year old cousin made her give him a hand job and he told her that was what cousins do and he gave her a chocolate bar afterwards and she told me that he probably doesnât even remember it but that itâs something that sheâll never have the luxury of forgetting.
And in grade 10 I knew a girl who invited her best friend over to watch Disney movies and then he started to put his hands down her pants and she said no but she is 130lbs and he is 220lbs and he called her a tease while she tried to fight him but he used one hand to hold her down, and the other to put inside of her and i was the one to push her inside of a classroom and stand in front of her while calling the police when he showed up at our school looking for her and she was so damn scared.
And a few months later I skipped class and was in the car with a guy who i had had unprotected sex with in the past while under the influence of cocaine but this time I was sober and I insisted we use a condom but he told me he couldnât feel anything while the condom was on so he ripped it off and I said I refused to have unprotected sex again and so he just grabbed me and forced himself into my mouth and I was crying and he pulled me onto him and I just came saying âstopâ over and over like a broken record but he mustâve heard something different because he went until he came and I just sat naked in the backseat while he drove me back to the school and said âwe should do this again sometimeâ. And I had five showers that night and I scratched at my skin so hard to try and rip his fingerprints off of me, I still have the scars.
And I found out soon afterwards that that same guy had raped a classmate of mine, 5 months earlier and she told me about how he brought her McDonaldâs first, and how he said they could take things slow and she told me about how he didnât listen to her either. And he goes to our school and so after she told me about her incident and I told her about mine, we decided to report it to the police and the trial is currently still going on and he told people about it, except in his version we are just âasking for attentionâ and all his friends talk about how bad they feel for him. As if HE is the one that still wakes up screaming. As if HE felt like his skin no longer was beautiful, no longer belonged to him. And I held her in my arms as she bawled after giving the police her statement. And she did the same for me.
And I met a woman a year ago in a paint store and she had a service dog and I asked what the dog was for and it turns out that she had been so brutally raped and abused in her life, that the dog is literally trained to keep men away from her.
And Iâm so FUCKING SICK AND TIRED OF THIS WORLD WE ARE LIVING IN. How many rape victims eyes have I already looked into? How many more will I? And how many more friends will I hold while they shake? Because I donât know how many more I can take. And who the fuck still has the nerve to make rape jokes? And⌠Something just has to change. Please, someone just start being that change.
-16 year old girl
Did I reblog this already I dont care
Reposting this a a victim of sexual abuse from my brother
Reblogging as a victim of rape by a close friend.
Reblogging because my sister, mother, and friends have all been used without permission.
Reblogging as a victim of rape by a daycare worker
May he rot and his wife rot in prison for what they did to children
Reblogging for the girl on my dorm hall who was raped repeatedly by the same guy if my memory serves, including the summer before that fall semester.
Sheâs so strong and sweet and kind, and I hope her rapist dies in the most gruesome way God can conjure up.
Reblogging this for my friend who was sexually assaulted by her father many times.
Reblogging this for me after being in a sexually, mentally, and emotionally abusive relationship for ten months eight months ago. I still have a hard time letting myself be physically close to men because of it.
reblogging bc of the people i know w sexual trauma and as a victim of cocsa
Reblogging because anyone who fucking does that deserves to be slaughtered in the slowest painful way and live an afterlife in the hottest, cruelest part of hell.
reblogging for a friend of my friend and all the other 6th-grade girls who were molested by a fifty-year gym teacher at their school