I always appreciate these photosets- they’re like, idk, Now That’s What I Call Tumblr or something
I had to restrain myself from hitting the reblog button several times over
OMG THE LAST ONE I JUST CAN’T
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i know i give white people a lot of shit but u guys are really nice. like when the light turns green and there’s a white pedestrian that’s almost across the street u guys always do that jog thing. i know it’s kind of insignificant but i appreciate it white people. u and ur half jog thing.
i think about this post every time i do the half jog thing
@amnthewilderness Thank you for saving me. There aren’t words for how you’ve changed my life. (at Majestic Theatre)
It sucks when someone you have feelings for doesn’t share those feelings; it happens to women all the time, too. We hear “I just want to be friends” and “you’re like one of the guys” and “you’re like a sister to me” just as often. But you’ll never hear a woman complain that guys just don’t appreciate a Nice Girl because we’re taught it’s our own fucking fault when we’re rejected—we aren’t pretty enough or thin enough or sexy enough, we weren’t sexual enough or were too sexual, we put out too much or too little or too soon or not soon enough, we didn’t wear our hair the right way or our skirt the right length, we’re “too tomboyish” or “too butch” or “too feminine”, or we’re “not their type”, or we’re otherwise not good enough in various ways to entice the man to grace us with his affection.
But when we’re not interested in someone, we’re vilified. We’re the bitch that lead them on, the bitch who let them buy us dinner but didn’t want to date them, the bitch who doesn’t appreciate a nice guy, the bitch they were nice to and then got nothing in return from.
And, frankly, fuck those people. Showing interest in me, being friendly with me, getting close to me, or eating a meal with me (even if they paid for it) doesn’t obligate me to open my heart or my legs. And anyone who doesn’t appreciate my friendship sure as hell doesn’t deserve my love or my pussy.
Make fun of Kim and Kanye’s baby North West all you want. That baby is headed straight to the top….. And slightly to the left.
THX, SO R U.
i needed this a lot a lot a lot
It all boils down to this.
Most people won’t admit it, or don’t even realize it, but
caring for people takes energy out of you.
Investing your time and attention making sure somebody knows
that you love them and that you want to ensure their well-being can drain you:
- even physically.
Love people, but take care of yourself.
Don’t burn yourself out.
I needed to read this.
It’s just too hard…
tries to do things: becomes overridden with anxiety
doesn’t do things: becomes overridden with anxiety
Everybody is different and has something awesome to offer the world, including you. :D