For a solid like two months I was convinced my skin smelled like pringles. Follow me... into the dark.

 

jencorpsichord:

young adult things: washing your colors with your whites because you don’t care you JUST don’t fucking care

(Source: brideofgodzilla)

shayshay21:

Lmaoo Donny! The King of shade this season 😂😂😂

I think Donny is trying to save Nicole or something.

postracialcomments:

In response to the GoFundMe Campaign for Darren Wilson, people are asking GoFundMe to close the account due to the fact that it incites hate and obviously violates their terms and conditions

The donors and the comments attached to the campaign are sick and simply racist. They asking for the “Killing of N*****s”, “purging the savages” and to support a “fellow White” individual that has the right to murder Black people.

Pass this around. Report the Darren Wilson page as for the violation

http://www.gofundme.com/supportofficerwilson

I will add their contact info as soon as I find it. 

galyagisca:

Tjade’s memorial tattoo for his father, who passed 8 years ago. 18 dots are for the years they’ve spent together, the line is for his path without him and a new beginning. I feel honored I could tattoo Tjade on his father’s passing day.

galyagisca:

Tjade’s memorial tattoo for his father, who passed 8 years ago. 18 dots are for the years they’ve spent together, the line is for his path without him and a new beginning. I feel honored I could tattoo Tjade on his father’s passing day.

A co-worker closed the door to the staff room behind him.
It locked automatically
and I started planning what I could use as a weapon:
smash the glass beside the fridge into his eye.
pick up the fork next to me and sink it into his leg.
claw him across the face if I couldn’t get to anything in time.
As I calculated how hard it would be to shove his body weight off of me,
he finished making his lunch, said, “Sup,” and left,
the door automatically locking behind him.
I expect if I told him I was prepared to stab him with the corner of my staff ID if I had to,
he would say what I’ve heard too often, the one we all know
but are getting wearily suspicious of:
Not all men are like That.

When I was eleven, all the girls in my class got sent to self-defence
because they assumed we’d need it one day.
When I was twelve, there was a prostitute’s body dumped in the river next to my house
because someone thought she was disposable.
When I was thirteen, it happened again and this time the man went to jail
and people stood outside the courtroom and held up signs that he did the right thing.
When I was fourteen, my friend showed up to a sleepover late, chest heaving from sobbing
and from running four blocks after getting chased by a man that followed her off the bus.
When I was fifteen, my mother accused me of being a Man Hater
and I said, “No, but god, would you blame me if I was?”

I got catcalled and then got laughed at when I flipped them off.
they pulled up beside me and I clutched my bag tighter,
my hand going in for my keys and my mind going over how their noses would look
if I smashed them in with my elbow.
“What’s the big deal,” the guy at the steering wheel asked. “We’re just complimenting you. We’re not like That.”

Sorry, but I’m not going to trust you in case I end up on a poster labelled ‘MISSING.’
Even if you seem like the nicest guy, I’ll still have one hand holding my keys
as the only knife I’m allowed, because I don’t know how far you’re going to take it:
if you won’t back off when I tell you I don’t want to date you
if you’ll shout BITCH at me when I don’t respond well to your catcall
if you’ll expect my body as a reward for treating me like a human being
if you’ll try to take what you think you’re owed by being a man
if you’ll turn me into another statistic that people shudder away from.

I have been trained to assume that it’s a wolf in sheep’s clothing
or face the consequences.
I don’t know if you’ll nod when I reject you
or pump me full of bullets.

Every single woman I’ve talked to has a story where they haven’t felt safe in their own body
because of what a man said or did.

Not all men are like That, but god, it’s enough.

'Welcome to Girlhood: None Of Us Are Safe,' (via 33113)

(Source: theappleppielifestyle)

I want ariana’s brother to be third place. That way he doesn’t get to enjoy Zach’s fine company in jury and doesn’t get the privilege of being f2.

wtfokcreepy:

poppunkvampire:

well I found my high school rapist on okcupid
which allows me to out this fucker
this man is named Ian Dickinson. he lives in Vancouver WA and he is 24 years old. when I was 16 and he was 19, he and an accomplice (who I will not out for personal reasons) assaulted me in his bed while I cried and begged them to stop. when I told him afterwards that what he had done wasn’t ok, he told me I shouldn’t have worn the skirt I had on and I deserved it, and then he laughed. we were both sober.
he’s studying Engineering at Clark Community College in Vancouver. stay away from him.

Stay safe, ladies!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

wtfokcreepy:

poppunkvampire:

well I found my high school rapist on okcupid

which allows me to out this fucker

this man is named Ian Dickinson. he lives in Vancouver WA and he is 24 years old. when I was 16 and he was 19, he and an accomplice (who I will not out for personal reasons) assaulted me in his bed while I cried and begged them to stop. when I told him afterwards that what he had done wasn’t ok, he told me I shouldn’t have worn the skirt I had on and I deserved it, and then he laughed. we were both sober.

he’s studying Engineering at Clark Community College in Vancouver. stay away from him.

Stay safe, ladies!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

danfart:

moynmoyn:

wow look at this terrible role model for young girls.

will reblog every time

(Source: nickimlnaj)

sitcorn:

hey remember that law i forget exactly how it goes but its something along the lines of ‘if you murder someone you go to jail’ whatever happened to that? is that still a thing