Girlfriends are so hard to please.
the worst part about christmas is having to react to presents in front of everyone
I know it’s trendy to fight the system and cry that we are all becoming slaves of technology, but this attitude overlooks that computers and phones are tools for communicating. When someone thinks I’m an idiot smiling at a machine, I’m actually smiling at my girlfriend who is 10000 miles away and whom I would have never met if not for these newfangled electronics. As they say: when the wise man points to the moon, the fool looks at the finger.
This is a topic that I’ve been wanting to tackle for a while now; much credit to this excellent post for bringing it to the front of my brain.
In all honesty, I just felt like doodling a cat with a monocle.
I actually cried reading this because this is exactly what i needed to hear
i have homework but i also have a blog and we both know which one is more important here
Let’s Play collage!
Some poems from “B Is for Bad Poetry” by Pamela August Russell
i shaved my legs and now they feel like dolphins
Panic! at the Finals ft. Fail Out Boy
On the left we have the lyrics from Robin Thicke’s Blurred Lines. On the right we rape survivors participating in Project Unbreakable, showing the various things that were said to them by their rapist.
i think this is the most powerful photoset i’ve ever seen on tumblr.
Reblogging until you understand why this song is so vile
i write sins not essays
The things you see delivering mail