I just want to cuddle and kiss
i just think its so adorable when boys do that thing with their hair where they have it all over their bodies but its actually fur and they have four legs and a wet nose and they’re puppies
I made oatmeal with chocolate chips tonight, and ate pizza earlier…
I eat whatever I want lately and I have no guilt or consideration for it generally and wow it’s cool.
About a week ago I posted this.
I’ve been getting horrible messages like this in my ask for months, including:
and my personal favorite
After getting the message saying “Just go kill yourself” I was completely done dealing with this person’s horrible messages and replied with just an “Okay.” and logged off tumblr.
About a week later I logged back on with 17 messages in my ask, most of them from the anon. I scrolled down and at first when I logged off, the anon messaged me things like
I scrolled up more and all of a sudden they started sending me more and more messages like
This was extremely surprising to me. I thought “After all those horrible messages you sent to me for MONTHS about hating me and wanting me dead, you say ‘sorry’ and that you ‘cant be responsible for someone’s suicide’?”
But I guess the lesson goes like this:
DONT TELL ANYONE TO KILL THEMSELVES UNLESS YOU ARE PREPARED FOR WHAT MIGHT ACTUALLY HAPPEN
DON’T TELL ANYONE TO KILL THEMSELVES EVER.
THIS POST IS SO IMPORTANT I WANT EVERYONE
ON TUMBLRIN THE WORLD TO SEE IT
This needs to be reblogged. I couldn’t scroll past this if I tried, I got a message like that but not for me, it told me to my friend to kill them self, I was livid! I didn’t answer it because a message like that doesn’t deserve an answer but I don’t see what is so funny about telling someone to kill them selves! I really don’t! It’s sick and it’s wrong. This person though, I take my hat off to you. You taught that bully a lesson.
Lesson learned: Cowardice runs all the way down in these anons.
'I am beginning to measure myself in strength, not pounds. Sometimes in smiles
Wintergirls (A quote I will never forget)
I considered suicide, but I felt a strange fondness for my body, my life. Scarred as they were, they were mine.
Charles Bukowski, Ham on Rye (via fakinq-glory)
the appropriate response to slut-shaming [x]
Reporter: When girls are young they like the attention guys give them, but then when they get older they start shouting and saying they’ve been exploited.
Pari: Are we torturing you? We are forcing you to be with us? I’m sorry that you are so tortured.