“College kids are the absolute last people you want to mug. They’re in peak physical condition, they have no money, and most of them have such a twisted view on the value of life they would rather you shoot them than give you the $4.37 in change at the bottom of their book bag.”—ztejas (via suspend)
I would just like to say fuck you to everyone who made me feel inadequate growing up and ruining my self esteem for years. You all suck and I’m glad I don’t talk to any of you any more.
Natalia Peggy Rogers, you are named after the two bravest, strongest, independent women I have ever had the pleasure of knowing.
Tony Clint Bruce Thor Rogers, I am so sorry your uncles got hold of your birth certificate before me.
i can’t believe i still have to unfollow people for putting terfs on my dash.
“don’t reblog terfs” is not an attempt at a political gotcha, it is an urgent matter of safety for trans people esp. trans girls. a terf is a transphobe and transmisogynist being legitimized as a feminist - this means that any trans person seeking out feminist resources can be suddenly hit with abusive, violent rhetoric. terfs do not have a mere disagreement with trans women, they hate us and constantly throw verbal abuse & harassment in order to suicide bait.
it is absolutely a responsibility to not legitimize their voices.
nothing a terf has to say is worth the total disregard for our lives a snippy reblog signifies. this isn’t hard and there’s no fucking excuse.
if I ever reblog someone you know to be a TERF A) rest assured it was not intentional and B) pls let me know right away so that I can remove that filth from my blog
crows are fucking great and scary as hell. My friends kitty killed a crow a while ago, and up until recently was a marked cat. they would send one to watch him whenever he was outside, and then after a little while my friend found the cat under a car across the street making all kinds of sounds, and the car was surrounded by crows all fucking snapping at him and raising hell.
Uhh maybe the hit has been called off after that or something, I think the cat just doesn’t rly go outside anymore for the most part now
im really bothered about what information can be processed by the crow community and like how that information is transmitted. like crows know stuff and they definitely talk to one another but like how. and what do they know about me. how much of the shit i do goes on my crow permanent record. where do they keep that stuff
a fun fact about crows is: any time a secret comes into existence which is known by only one person, somewhere in the world, a crow learns this secret also
Do you want to know what’s a strange feeling? Having a platonic crush on someone. You go through all the same crap as with a romantic crush, trying to impress them, not wanting to seem over eager, wanting to talk to them all the time. The only difference is, instead of wanting to kiss them until they can’t breathe, you want to rent all of the movies with them and have a sleep over. It’s rather disconcerting.
Omg I was literally trying to explain/understand this last night and I’m so glad it’s a thing lmao
as much as im happy for caitlyn in coming out i want to give a shout out to all of the trans kids who are going to have to sit in silence and listen to their parents/family members make harsh and transphobic statements on how they feel about her transition
youve got this i know this sucks but i know you can do it
my school has a yearly male “beauty” pageant called Mr. GM and today my friend told me “I can do mr gm” so im like “uh yeah any boy can do it but freshmen usually dont” and he grabbed me and hes like “No, the school said i could do mr gm” and it clicked that he is a trans boy and ive never been prouder of my school
My father had taught me to be nice first, because you can always be mean later, but once you’ve been mean to someone, they won’t believe the nice anymore. So be nice, be nice, until it’s time to stop being nice, then destroy them.
why dont we ever talk about how movies condition girls to associate glasses and curly hair with ugliness because that is so fucking damaging to young girls who grow up seeing girls who look like them always be the “before” of every makeover
read this post. read it again. read it two more times. read it aloud. i want this to be ingrained into peoples’ minds
this is so important. this was me (lucy) as a kid and by aged nine I had fully accepted that I was forever going to be the token ‘ugly girl’ because of my glasses and frizzy blonde hair – so much so that when people laughed at me/made fun, I just dealt with it because part of me was like, ‘it’s probably justified. I mean, look at me.’ What fucking nine year old should have to think like that? Do not let movies condition you into thinking some people are ugly/worthless
this is the money dog, repost in the next 24 hours and money will come your way!!
ehh what the hell
OH MY GOD SO NO FUCKIN BULLSHIT I SWEAR To GOD. I reblogged this an hour ago and IM NOT Lying My Tax Refund which I did in late march popped into my Bank Account, and it was a Decent sized amount……
WHAT THE FUCK Is THIS MAGIC!??!?!?! Im trying this again IM NOT BSing hahahaha thats actually pretty cool xD
Furiosa isn’t the female action hero we’re used to. Furiosa doesn’t have a dad who was taught her boxing or five brothers who taught her how to fix cars. Furiosa wasn’t a tomboy growing up, who preferred to play with the boys. Furiosa isn’t avenging the murder of her husband/brother/father or hunting down a rapist.
Furiosa comes from a community of women. She was raised by women. She works her way up through enemy ranks until she’s in a position to rescue women. Furiosa is here for women, she is here with women, and she is here because of women. Her rage, her ruthlessness, her courage – these are all things she learned from women, and from being a woman.
Just a quick guide for all you guys and girls having trouble finding the right insurance. It’s incredibly difficult to find insurance that covers sex reassignment surgery, and even when then do, there’s a chance you’ll be denied.
Make sure you guys are informed so you can make the right healthcare decisions!
Aetna: [x] [x] Amerigroup: [x] AHCCCS: Covers T/Estrogen only Blue Cross Anthem: [x] Blue Cross of Massachusetts: [x] Blue Cross Michigan: [x] Blue Cross North Carolina: [x] Blue Cross North Dakota: [x] Blue Cross Rhode Island: [x] Blue Cross Tennessee: [x] Blue Cross Vermont: [x] Blue Shield CA: [x] Care First: [x] Cigna: [x] Emblem Health: [x] Excellus Blue Cross (NY): [x] Group Health Cooperative: [x] Harvard Pilgrim Health Care: [x] Health Net:[x] Health Partners: [x] HighMark: [x] Independence Blue Cross: [x] Medicare: [x] Obamacare: [x] United Healthcare: [x] Wellmark BCBS: [x] Wellpoint/Unicare: [x]
If you have any more, please add them to the list!
Also just a quick little tidbit for those of you looking to purchase these insurances through the marketplace as opposed to through an employer!! At least with BCBS, there is an option for you to apply for a subsidy, which means the government provides you with financial assistance, based upon your income and how many people you have in your household, to help towards your monthly payments for the insurance, and you don’t pay them back! I suggest reading up on that!!
this one time I ran a red light on mistake and I didn’t notice it was red until it was too late so I just ran the light screeching like an angry pterodactyl the entire time
a cop was at the intersection so he pulled me over and when he came up to my window he was wheezing cause he was laughing so hard and he said
“ok so i know you ran a red light and that’s really bad and you should never do it again but i’m not gonna give you a ticket cause that was the funniest thing i’ve ever seen and my partner can’t get out of the car cause he’s laughing so hard he’s about to pee himself”
i forgot that i’d had my window open when i ran the red light and the cop told me that all he heard from my car was this really high-pitched “screeeeeeeeeeEEEEEEEAAAHHHHHHHHHhhhhhhhhhhhhhh”
and that’s how i got out of getting a ticket for running a red light
this is my favourite story of all time and im probably going to reblog it many times throughout my blog’s lifetime
at eleven, was described by his teachers as ‘bright’
at the same age, according to the Sorting Hat: “Not a bad mind, either. There’s talent, oh my goodness, yes” and “You could be great, you know, it’s all here in your head”
mastered the challenging Patronus Charm at thirteen and proceeded to teach it at fifteen
resisted the Imperius Curse at fourteen and soon learned to throw it off completely, even when cast by the incredibly powerful Voldemort
also at fourteen, learned to cast a powerful Accio Charm
at fifteen, was training other students
at the same age, under extreme stress, tested as ‘exceeds expectations’ or ‘outstanding’ in every subject that required actual magic (including the dreaded Potions)
same age, cast a briefly effective Cruciatus Curse
at sixteen, became a star Potions student simply by following superior instructions
at seventeen, successfully cast the Imperius Curse on his first try, and used it repeatedly
at the same age, cast a successful Cruciatus Curse
IF YOU THINK THAT I’M GOING TO SIT AND WATCH A SIX TO SEVEN HOUR MOVIE JUST BECAUSE IT’S AN EXACT REPLICA OF ONE OF MY FAVORITE BOOKS WITH EVERY SINGLE WORD AND DETAIL INCLUDED then you are absolutely right, just let me make some popcorn and get some drinks, we’re gonna be here awhile
When you come out of Mad Max: Fury Road walking proudly with your chest held high, the cold gleam of death in your eyes, feeling more powerful and badass than you did before, and realize this must be what guys feel like every time they walk out of an action movie
Okay, but imagine the first time Steve and Bucky hear the term “feminazi.” Some dudebro at a convention or public event the team is forced to go to calls a woman a feminazi, and Steve and Bucky just lose it and startyelling at the guy because they’ve lost friends to actual Nazis, and a woman standing up for her rights as a human being is not comparable to slaughtering millions of people.