oldprickbitches:

Omfg I was sitting in a room with a bunch of my aunts, uncles and cousins and my grandma had this weird smile on her face so I asked her what was up and she just looked at me and said “everyone in this house is alive thanks to my vagina”

rasta-doe:

cas-wants-the-dean:

humbley0urselves:

jess531:

cas-wants-the-dean:

i am overlooking the beach, i see all of the people laying in the sand, barely clothed. they want the d i say snickering to myself. i shall give them the d. their bodies  become warm and they begin to sweat. i give them more of the d and they remove the little swim wear they have on. mmm… dat vitamin d. i am the sun.

What did i just read

what is this

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you heard me motherfucker

yahoo spent too much on this website 

mccooooooooooooooooooooooooooooy:

“martha was super boring”
“martha was just trying to get with the doctor”

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Sadness does not turn your world black and white; it leaves you standing naked on an iceberg with tangles in your hair and the world too bright for your eyes.
You start to worry that someone will notice but they won’t because they’re too busy watching for their own Titanic.

There is nothing quiet about it, except maybe the holes it makes inside of you and even those seem to whistle on windy days.
The world yells at you with muffled voices like you’re in a labyrinth of glass walls and somehow you’ve forgotten a hammer.

It turns you into a series of nouns, without the adjectives and without the verbs. You become bed, socks, shower, coffee, keys, obligations.
You don’t remember where you misplaced your descriptions, your actions.
Perhaps under the sink with your emotions and Mr. Clean.

You’ll see others stripped bare like you but it won’t matter. They can’t save you. All you can do is lower yourself gently into the water and tell yourself to hold on tight.

Ocean, diver, wall, air.
Kelsey Danielle, “I’ve Swam to the Other Side and Back Again” (via atramentum)

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You tried to change, didn’t you? Closed your mouth more, tried to be softer, prettier, less volatile, less awake…You can’t make homes out of human beings. Someone should have already told you that.
For Women Who Are Difficult to Love, Warsan Shire (via theseliteraryquotes)

“People think they know you. They think they know how you’re handling a situation. But the truth is no one knows. No one knows what happens after you leave them, when you’re lying in bed or sitting over your breakfast alone and all you want to do is cry or scream. They don’t know what’s going on inside your head—the mind-numbing cocktail of anger and sadness and guilt. This isn’t their fault. They just don’t know. And so they pretend and they say you’re doing great when you’re really not. And this makes everyone feel better. Everybody but you.” — William H. Woodwell Jr. (via skeletales)

prestonhymas:

carol-fucking-danvers:

If you say the “A” in LGBTQIA+ is for “Ally” I will personally paint the word “Asexual” on a baseball bat and beat you with it. 

What the hell is LGBTQIA+?

What the fuck is this acronym?

What has this become?

I vote for a name that doesn’t require an entire breath to get through.

Let’s just pick one letter. Y. The Y community. As in, Y don’t we have our fucking rights yet.