zackisontumblr:

FREE THEM

zackisontumblr:

FREE THEM


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gordoananke:

the-deducting-demigod:

thehomosexuals:

genderpopo:

nextyearsgirl:

radjustice:

castielangelofthetrenchcoats:

thehomosexuals:

Don’t fuck with me

This is great. You were very mature and explicit, as well as helpful in the ways that you could be. I don’t think you could have handled this any better than you did. 4 for you, Glen Coco.

I wish I could have stood up for myself in this way when I was a teenager

Sheroes.

Threatening suicide to get what you want isn’t “borderline” abusive, it is abusive.

Men who do this have a very high risk of murdering whomever they’re trying to guilt trip when the guilt trip eventually stops working.

ironically hes joked about killing me before

That’s terrifying

I could never of been that sure of myself and protective of my own health when I was 14. What you did is wonderful and you should be incredibly proud of yourself.

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spaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaace:

I read the tweet, and then I read the username.

spaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaace:

I read the tweet, and then I read the username.

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keepmywhiskeyneat:

TRUE STORY
One morning, I was awakened by a knock at the door. I rolled out of bed, threw a blanket over my shoulder because it was cold, and made my way to the front of the house. I opened the door and a very nice lady of some sort of christian denomination handed me a pamphlet and launched in to a well-rehearsed spiel about accepting jesus in to my life when she stopped mid sentence and gave me a peculiar look. I used this pause in her speech to politely decline her offer and wish her a pleasant morning. It wasn’t until I looked at what she handed me that I understood why I stopped her in her tracks and then proceeded to laugh for the next half hour by myself.

keepmywhiskeyneat:

TRUE STORY

One morning, I was awakened by a knock at the door. I rolled out of bed, threw a blanket over my shoulder because it was cold, and made my way to the front of the house. I opened the door and a very nice lady of some sort of christian denomination handed me a pamphlet and launched in to a well-rehearsed spiel about accepting jesus in to my life when she stopped mid sentence and gave me a peculiar look. I used this pause in her speech to politely decline her offer and wish her a pleasant morning. It wasn’t until I looked at what she handed me that I understood why I stopped her in her tracks and then proceeded to laugh for the next half hour by myself.

(via ugly)


lilypichu:

ur favorite anime is shit


sabrina-is-with-the-winchesters:

I WAS NOT EXPECTING THAT LAST PART

(via ugly)


chepibola:

when my mum scolds me

image

(via sniffing)


pinstripehourglass:

blinkingrune:

this is it, the best joke in the game

god bless the men and women who died localizing this joke

(via draikinator)


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