Rise Up, Oh Heart, For There is Another Battle to Win
Month
I don’t know where this came from, but I will be writing down everyone’s username on a piece of paper, and then putting it in a jar. Every day in 2015, I will pull out one piece of paper, and I will message that person that day, the whole day. That way, I can actually make friends with my followers because I feel like I don’t know more than 99.9 % of you. So, REBLOG to have your name put in the jar. ;-; yay
writing them down, keep rebloging. SPREAD THE WORD
do u ever have a thought that’s so fuckin inappropriate that u feel like dumping a bucket of water on urself like. calm down, self. tone it down. think about jesus
tomorrow’s new years eve so don’t be shy to confess your undying love for me before the year ends
Imagine Clint Barton complaining about how fucking cold it was in Iowa when he gets back from his farm
and Tony just ‘You think you know cold??? I grew up in New York’
and Natasha’s like ‘You think you know cold??? Fuck you i’m russian. I know true cold.’
And then Steve’s like ‘..Well I hate to burst your bubble, Tash but…’
I wish I had the ability to make boys really nervous
holding a really sharp knife to their neck usuallly does the trick for me
as a boy I can confirm that this makes me really nervous
In light of Leelah’s death, I want every trans person out there to know that you deserve respect. You deserve to be called by your preferred name and pronouns. You deserve to wear the clothes you like. You deserve to have your friends and family at least try to understand. You deserve support, whether you feel you need it or not. You deserve to be whichever gender you identify as, without prejudice or fear.
You deserve to exist as YOU.
when something about someone seems off, trust your gut. you don’t want to wait for a reason that validates these feelings
when a boy tells you that you are too emotional for them, it is because they cannot handle thinking of you as a person. you are not the problem.
friends that ditch you aren’t your real friends
take things a day at a time.
it’s in your self interest not to say mean things about other girls
be selective about the people you do drugs with
Do not share news articles where Leelah Alcorn is misgendered.
If you cannot find one where she is not misgendered, share a tumblr post. Share the link to her blog. Make a post and share it. But do not be active in her misgendering.
@ trans boys i love u and ur perfect
@trans girls i love u and ur perfect
@folks that dont fit into the gender binary i love u and ur perfect
where is that gif of that swaying, calming cat? i think everyone could use that rn
Don’t drive drunk
don’t let friends drive drunk
do not in any way associate drugs or alcohol with driving
please be safe and protect others!!!!!!!!
I dearly wish that people would view their bodies as they view flowers…
Veins everywhere?
gorgeous~
Skin patches? Birthmarks?
hella rad~
Scars? Stretch marks?
beautiful~
Freckles? Moles? Acne scars?
heckie yeah~
Large? Curvy?
lovely~
Small? Thin?
charming~
Missing a few pieces?
handsome as ever~
Feel like you just look weird?
you’re fantastic looking~
why do women’s clothing designers believe that girls do not need pockets
It’s so they can sell us bags
Oh. My. God. The truth comes out.
and it’s amazing
but wait there’s more
omg and then
from (x)
Pet peeve:
people referring to Chloe Bennet as white in order to bitch about Agents of Shield having too many white actors
like, sit down until you know what you’re talking about
THANK. YOU. SO. MUCH.
Like Leelah’s dying wish was for her stuff to be sold and the money be donated to trans organisations. Imagine her parents refusing to do this (which they probably will). Just seriously sit down and imagine a girl committing suicide, and her dying wish is written down and given to her parents, and they look at it and just say “no”.
You should be fucking furious about thisLiterally reblog this post and stop liking it
At 17, I was a depressed teenager who self harmed and wondered about just how painful it could possibly be to end my life.
Right now, I’m laying on the couch, and I can hear my husband reading our four year old a bedtime story using silly voices.
Life gets better. Make sure you’re there to see it.
Excessive sweating is cute.
Dry mouth is cute.
Physically shaking is cute.
Blacking out is cute.
Nausea is cute.
Heart palpitations are cute.
Chest pain is cute.
Shallow breathing is cute.
Hot flushes are cute.
Forgetting how to talk is cute.
Humiliating yourself is cute.It’s not adorable little shy giggly girls with pretty skirts & flowers in their hair.
please reblog this
*KICKS UR DOOR DOWN*
*THRUSTS A SOFT BLANKET AND A CUP OF HOT CHOCOLATE INTO UR HANDS*
[SCREAMING] I CARE ABOUT YOU A LOT AND I HOPE YOU FIND PEACE AND HAPPINESS IN LIFE
*BEATS UP ANYONE WHO SAYS OTHERWISE*
*AWKWARDLY PLACES DOOR BACK ON THE BROKEN HINGES*
*LEAVES*
you just described hagrid
It has come to my attention that a lot of people haven’t played this game so pay attention:
Grab a friend and tie your hands as the following picture shows
Now try getting yourselves
freewell maybe not free but apart from each other, so that the ropes aren’t tangled together, without opening the knots or otherwise removing the rope from around your wrists. It is possible.im sorry friend but your arm must go
