A personal blog with fandoms and other stuff in between. more in About Me.
i talk a lot of shit for someone who can’t choose rude dialogue options in games because i’m scared of hurting a characters feelings
i need to date a girl with the initials AG so we can carve SW+AG on benches
Those r my mums initials…,
say hello to your new dad. i see that your tumblr blog contains some vulgar language. you’re grounded
Being good to each other is so important, guys.
- ONE NIGHT STAND BEFORE THE FIRST DAY OF YOUR NEW JOB AND OOPS THAT WAS YOUR NEW BOSS YOU WERE SLEEPING WITH AU
- DETECTIVE PARTNERS AU
- UNDERCOVER AU
- PARENTS ARE CEO’S OF RIVALING COMPANIES AU
- PARENTS ARE HEADS OF RIVALING MOB FAMILIES AU
- REINCARNATION AU
- CHILDHOOD FRIENDS WITH ADJOINING HOUSES/ROOMS AU
- THIS IS THE END OF THE WORLD AND WE’RE ALL WE’VE GOT AU
one time I had this dream that I logged on to amazon and my account had like negative four trillion dollars because i accidentally bought the city of Paris
So my facebook friend just posted this pic with this text….Well, I just witnessed blatant racial injustice with my own eyes. I was getting in my car after exiting a store when a young black man stumbled past me and collapsed against the store wall. When I got out to see if he was okay, a group of white people came rushing over, one of whom was a 20-something white woman who declared in distress, “I ran a red light and hit him with my car!” People immediately assured her that SHE would be okay, meanwhile the young man is writhing in pain on the ground, pants leg torn, tears running down his face. When the police arrived and the young woman explained what happened, it was suggested to her that maybe the light had been yellow and that the young man had “darted out into the street into her path.” I was floored. I said, “But she just SAID she ran the red light and hit him in the intersection!”
wow, I had almost the exact same thing happen to me once.
Was smashed into while on my bike by an old white woman who ran a stop sign as I rode at full speed with traffic. Busted my leg and totaled my bike… in fact, she was so out of it she kept driving with my bike pinned under her car for a block before people waved her down / honked at her to stop.
Witnesses called the cops while I was lying in the street. I stood up in shock and started yelling “you hit me! I can’t believe you fucking hit me with your car! What the hell is wrong with you!” but could feel I had a concussion and was bleeding from a few spots so I sat down on the curb. The paramedics and cops got there, made sure I wasn’t dead and and the went to comfort the old woman!
Before the cops arrived on the scene the woman was half in a daze, teary-eyed, repeating to witnesses, “I thought she was stopping! I don’t know why, I thought she was stopping! I didn’t mean to hit her!” but after a long period of time spent talking privately with the cops (the sun now just barely starting to set) her story changed to “I didn’t see her! It was dark and she didn’t have lights, I couldn’t see her!”
Then from the cops it was, “you need to calm down, girl” and “if you were really hurt you wouldn’t have stood up so quickly” and “she says you yelled profanities at her… I know you don’t want to be in trouble but that’s what’s going to happen if you’re not careful. That’s harassment you know.” and even though it was full daylight when I was hit, “you know, I noticed you don’t have lights on your bike. That could get you into a lot trouble if you’re not careful.” always a vague, “in trouble if your not careful” in a demeaning tone of voice.
A week or so later the police report came in and held me at fault for biking without proper lights after dark (which they completely fabricated; it was day) and stated the time of the accident as a full hour later to validate that claim. I disputed it and filled a personal suit against the woman for damages. During litigation for my case she was found to be legally blind and her license was revoked, but to this day the original police report still stands saying I verbally assaulted the woman but she chose not to press charges (gee wiz, lucky me) and that I was biking at night without lights.
Any scrap of faith I had left in law enforcement dissolved that day but I am grateful to have walked away with an important lesson and my life intact.
*walks up to a straight couple*
So who’s the Madoka and who’s the Homura
- Ferguson protestors plan to halt highway traffic on Labor Day (x)
- At least 6 other Ferguson officers have been named in lawsuits alleging the use of excessive force
- Why taxpayers will get stuck with the bill for the Ferguson lawsuit
- Ferguson isn’t about black rage against cops. It’s white rage against progress.
- Between the world and Ferguson
- Teaching and talking about police violence
i’m not like other girls
i was born with glass bones and paper skin
every morning i break my legs, and every afternoon i break my arms
at night, i lie awake in agony until my heart attacks put me to sleep
Found this in a bathroom at my college. A lot of guys had eating disorders in football and wrestling at my school and even in the rec league. I remember guys taking laxatives before weigh ins even.
Male eating disorder awareness ~
Wrestling is infamous for that kind of shit. It’s one of the reasons my brother left the sport— his coaches were ENCOURAGING him to engage in unsafe behavior.
I’ve seen a lot of it the other way round, especially in rugby, I know several men who were encouraged to go to unsafe measures to gain weight.
Yes. ^^^ The masculinization of eating disorders. I knew some wrestling guys back in high school - it became this competition as to who could lose then keep of their weight the best. The guys would have competitions to see who could go the longest without eating, and if you lost, of course, you were a “pussy”
Thankfully a suspension went on while they reviewed these practices that were of course encouraged by the coaches.
- let me love you forever, marry me (via willara)
"Sway, sway, swaying in between the waves
Gently, gently, drift to the sea
Sway, sway, swaying in between the waves
Dream, dream, rest your eyes
Jellyfish, keep swimming”
i told a boy i liked his hair today in class and he laughed a little and could hardly say “thanks” and then buried his head in his hands the second i turned around i think i made him flustered omg
well aren’t you the casanova
I told a boy he wore the same cologne as my dad while we were making out and he asked me to leave