Posted 10 hours ago

“Mommy is that a boy or a girl???”

Fuck you and your cissy kids, lady.

Posted 15 hours ago

tybaar:

Reclaim your lost pieces.

Posted 16 hours ago
blahblahblather:

staghunts:

“This one is very serious, guys:
I came upon these two on the sidewalk. They were having a conversation. “Excuse me,” I said, addressing the girl: “I’m sorry to interrupt, but is there anyway I can take your photo?”
“Why would you want my photo?” she asked.
“Because you look beautiful,” I said. And she did. She was Sudanese. There is a very distinct beauty among people from the Sudan, and she was filled up with it. Suddenly the man cut in: 
“I was just telling her she was beautiful,” he said. 
Naively, I assumed I had just walked up on one stranger giving a compliment to another. I wanted to capture the moment. “Let me take your photograph together,” I said. The man seemed reluctant, he started smiling nervously and inching away. But the girl called him back. 
“Come take a picture with me,” she said. Encouraged by her attention, he returned. She put her arm around him, and I took the photo.
As I examined the photos on my camera, the man started whispering to the girl. She answered him in a loud voice: “I told you! I’m not that kind of girl.” She seemed agitated now. Finally sensing that I had misread the situation, I stepped between them. The man began hurrying down the sidewalk.
When the man left, the girl’s demeanor changed completely. She seemed shaken. Her eyes were tearing up. “He just offered me five hundred dollars to go out with him,” she said. “And then when I said ‘no,’ he offered me one thousand. Why does this always happen to me?”
“It happens a lot?” I asked.
“All the time,” she said. “I’m sorry I’m getting emotional. I just can’t go out of my house without this kind of thing happening. I have a son. I’m a mother. I would never degrade myself like that. I just don’t understand why this keeps happening.”
“Do you mind if I tell this story?” I asked.
“Please,” she said. “Tell it.”
Let’s hope this man, and all men, realize the emotional damage they are inflicting on the women they try to buy. In the meantime, feel free to SHARE.*
Dear Tumblr, fuck you for trying to erase this. 

I will reblog this everytime it comes across my dash.

blahblahblather:

staghunts:

“This one is very serious, guys:

I came upon these two on the sidewalk. They were having a conversation. “Excuse me,” I said, addressing the girl: “I’m sorry to interrupt, but is there anyway I can take your photo?”

“Why would you want my photo?” she asked.

“Because you look beautiful,” I said. And she did. She was Sudanese. There is a very distinct beauty among people from the Sudan, and she was filled up with it. Suddenly the man cut in: 

“I was just telling her she was beautiful,” he said. 

Naively, I assumed I had just walked up on one stranger giving a compliment to another. I wanted to capture the moment. “Let me take your photograph together,” I said. The man seemed reluctant, he started smiling nervously and inching away. But the girl called him back. 

“Come take a picture with me,” she said. Encouraged by her attention, he returned. She put her arm around him, and I took the photo.

As I examined the photos on my camera, the man started whispering to the girl. She answered him in a loud voice: “I told you! I’m not that kind of girl.” She seemed agitated now. Finally sensing that I had misread the situation, I stepped between them. The man began hurrying down the sidewalk.

When the man left, the girl’s demeanor changed completely. She seemed shaken. Her eyes were tearing up. “He just offered me five hundred dollars to go out with him,” she said. “And then when I said ‘no,’ he offered me one thousand. Why does this always happen to me?”

“It happens a lot?” I asked.

“All the time,” she said. “I’m sorry I’m getting emotional. I just can’t go out of my house without this kind of thing happening. I have a son. I’m a mother. I would never degrade myself like that. I just don’t understand why this keeps happening.”

“Do you mind if I tell this story?” I asked.

“Please,” she said. “Tell it.”

Let’s hope this man, and all men, realize the emotional damage they are inflicting on the women they try to buy. In the meantime, feel free to SHARE.*

Dear Tumblr, fuck you for trying to erase this. 

I will reblog this everytime it comes across my dash.

Posted 16 hours ago
Posted 1 day ago

Transition Fund

maddie-sakamoto:

Hey. I’ve decided to reopen this because this stuff is super expensive and I have no money for it. I’m not even considering the expensive stuff like hair removal.

I’ve made some poor choices and had a bit of bad luck. Long story short, I have a family and a lot of debt. Every penny I earn goes to them. 

I know I’m not the most deserving of people but hey, I can but ask.

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Posted 4 days ago

I’m Okay

tybaar:

Hey Tumblr,

I’m fine, I’m home - I’m safe.   My life’s become a bit of a whirlwind right now, and I kinda don’t know what I’m gonna be doing for the next little while, but I’m doing all right.

I’ll be around, and I’ll be in touch!

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callmekitto:

fuckyeahfeminists:

DEAD

RIHANNA IS THE BEST TWITTERERERER.

Posted 4 days ago

“Shh…I’m sorry I came in your eyes…”

(Source: theducknamedchad)

Posted 5 days ago

comicbookwomen:

Phil Noto

I really hope this is the only time I ever type this sentence, but, damn, I wish I was that old man :o

Posted 5 days ago

curiouserjane:

hairbowsandbullets:

Taken with instagram

ME ON A BIG GIANT CHAIR!

Oh my gawd, how are you consistently so adorable? :3