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But then what would the point? I was sitting there watching them. I’m a bit more disturbed that my best friend did it so easily when she asked. True, easy is not the word one would use to describe this. Is eager better?Â
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http://transeroticart.tumblr.com  said:This superb documentary is simultaneously thought provoking, heartbreaking, uplifting, intense and affirming.  It’s a must see!Just a generation ago, it was adults, not kids, who changed genders. But today,
http://transeroticart.tumblr.com said:And on this Father’s Day, we wish all Dads everywhere a very happy and joyous occasion but most of all, we want to remind Dads (and Moms) everywhere that their most important job in life is to be there for their
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luxcryingalonewithdoritos: giddytf2: 30 things to stop doing to yourself: as maria robinson once said, “nobody can go back and start a new beginning, but anyone can start today and make a new ending.” nothing could be closer to the truth. but before
i'd turn annon off but i find you guys hillarious
W9ord, so true. but I still be like FUCK the system.
valsedamelie: “Normality is a paved road: It’s comfortable to walk, but no flowers grow on it.” — Vincent van Gogh *Possibly misattributed quote.
severemunchies: guyamarie: sunflowernay: greeneyes-anddimples: yung-smoov:“Sundress season for you hoes but not my bae"
I want you to moan. I want you to gasp in my ear, pretending like you're trying to hide the sound, like you're trying to smother it, but I still hear it. I want your fingernails to dig into my skin and your lips to move faster and harder and deeper agains
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But seriously how do I not have more RedglarexMindfang on here. This travesty needs to be rectified POSTHASTE.
Sticks & stones may break my bones but words will never hurt me
I don’t know what to do because I really love the relationship I’m in and he is great and the sex rocks but I still crave SO much more attention than I get from him. I just want him to tell me I’m pretty and sexy and irresistible and he’s not
filmnoirsbian:I have so much love and respect for women who are honest about their own loneliness but also find the good in it like when audrey hepburn said “I have to be alone very often. I’d be quite happy if I spent from Saturday night until Monday
But guys, think about super close platonic relationships
queerfaramir: three words: matriarchal werewolf packs
sica49: shady-heaux-deactivated20150227: “Rahm Emanuel is not caring about our schools; he is not caring about our safety. He only cares about his kids. He only care about what he needs. He do not care about nobody else but himself.He let Barbara
runtime-err0r: itsvondell: you can take one man’s trash to another man’s treasure but you can’t make it drink Fun fact: the blending of idioms or cliches is called a malaphor. My personal favorite is “We’ll burn that bridge when we get to
librarienne:direcartographies: fun fact: the reason that the plural of goose is geese but the plural of moose is not meese is because goose derives from an ancient germanic word undergoing strong declension, in the pattern of foot/feet and tooth/teeth,
troll-bridge:freeteddybearhugs:3ridan:do you ever look around at the big crowds of people around you and realize everyone has a story and memories and family and troubles and achievements and a first kiss and a broken heart but you’ll never know any
23 Emotions people feel, but can’t explain
not of self, but of geography.
natural–blues: dandthegods: ash-castle: ‘The old gods are dead’ they tell you. You smile and nod and wipe out another glass. Your eyes dart to the old man in the corner booth. You never see him come, but you always see him leave. Each night
heartcountry:someone somewhere is losing sleep over you getting home safely. i,too, am restless. i know sometimes the birds are just birds, but they show up in the poem anyway. some nights when it gets quiet, i say, “i forgive even the worst of this
spiritualgateway: “We can reject everything else: religion, ideology, all received wisdom. But we cannot escape the necessity of love and compassion. This, then, is my true religion, my simple faith. In this sense, there is no need for temple or church,
lifeinpoetry: Some days I want to sit in my sadness like a parked car, engine stillhot but breathing, waiting for a song to end. But some neverdo.— Emilia Phillips, from “Moonpie,” published in Underblong
lucystillintheskywithdiamonds: “…But it opens a little less each time, and a little less; and one day we wonder what has become of it.” - Arthur Golden
naramdil: “Not all transformations are gentle. Many times we are forced into change not because we see light at the end of the tunnel, but because we feel the heat. Before your breakthrough, the garden must be weeded + trimmed. Release the people, places,
lifeinpoetry: The sky was famished with stars.I couldn’t help but count each scorched one.— Tarfia Faizullah, from “West Texas Nocturne,” Registers of Illuminated Villages
marxferatu: “Let it pass; April is over, April is over. There are all kinds of love in the world, but never the same love twice.” — F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Sensible Thing (via literatuer)
lifeinpoetry: No one tells me why we capitalize God but never ghost. Never grieve. — Kristin Chang, from “Televangelism,” published in The Adroit Journal
mineyoung-churyuu: hubriscomplex: biggest-gaudiest-patronuses: 8ddict: biggest-gaudiest-patronuses: captainlordauditor: some iconic dialogue that sounds like its from the great canon of literature but are actually from memes I will face God and
nievanaxoxo: I’d rather have a Hades in my life than a Zeus. There’s something far more appealing in a man who is as dark as the night sky but loyal, as opposed to a man who is brighter than the sun but has a dishonest heart. - Nievana Judisthir
chefpyro: chefpyro: Want to hear a hot take? Despite what modern core nihilism will tell you, the accidental nature and inherent meaninglessness of life as a biological phenomenon does not mean that our efforts are pointless but instead allows us all
wordsnquotes: “A bird is safe in its nest - but that is not what its wings are made for.” — Amit Ray, World Peace: The Voice of a Mountain Bird (via wordsnquotes)
lazyyogi: “The capacity to be alone is the capacity to love. It may look paradoxical to you, but it’s not. It is an existential truth: only those people who are capable of being alone are capable of love, of sharing, of going into the deepest core
purplebuddhaproject: “Soon you’ll realize that many people will love the idea of you but will lack the maturity to handle the reality of you.” — Reyna Biddy (via purplebuddhaquotes)
rosslynpaladin: michaelmoonsbookshop: michaelmoonsbookshop: postcard c1910 I shall pass through this world but once, any good thing therefore I can do, or any kindness I can show to any human being, let me do it now, let me not defer it or neglect it
mckitterick: letthedalekssaycuck: stabsinthe: “you cannot kill me in a way that matters” is so raw and powerful but it comes from an incomprehensible shitpost about mushrooms add it to the list boys
lostcap: “I wanted to tell him that I loved him, but I was afraid that he would hear me.” — and in the bitter silence of my heart I screamed and yearned for him // k.s. (via worthystevie)
bluish-brownish-greenish-eyes: toastoat: lizziegoneastray: puddingtonbear: I’m sure this was meant to be a joke, but I actually think this is a great summary of why the untitled goose game is so therapeutic. I don’t know about you guys, but somewhere
ificannotfly: randomslasher: 160zm: spillywolf: If courage isn’t the absence of fear but doing the right thing regardless of it, maybe confidence isn’t the absence of insecurity but knowing you have real worth despite it this is beautiful By this
thebrokenheartedthatstillsing: maxkirin: “This sentence has five words. Here are five more words. Five-word sentences are fine. But several together become monotonous. Listen to what is happening. The writing is getting boring. The sound of it
I’m staring at one of the suggest one word word prompts and going cause I don’t know HOW to work with it. It’ll be done, but let me just sit here and stare at it for the next five years.
,but let me convince you first.
piqued-geek: nickelode0n: sorry but a relationship where you forbid each other to talk to the opposite sex isn’t a relationship at all. love is about admiration not possession, we might live in a world where materialism is acceptable but people aren’t
stability: aewm: im horny but like… horny for a successful future full of happiness and satisfaction with the person ive become Idk If horny is the right word
loaym:“I agree with the message of this post but the wording is too passive-aggressive or manipulative for me to feel comfortable reblogging it”: a constant Tumblr experience.
duppyman: Supposedly Justin Timberlake is performing at the Super Bowl….if he don’t bring Janet on stage he’s cancelled again.
Words of Emotion
kurokonoaskuburogu:A lot of people in the Haikyuu!! fandom tend to portray Kuroo as this sex god/machine who’s smooth as fuck like no. Kuroo is a dorky teenage boy that yells panini out of nowhere and gets confused by his own words. This is who Kuroo
fahdes: “Words, I think, are such unpredictable creatures.No gun, no sword, no army or king will ever be more powerful than a sentence. Swords may cut and kill, but words will stab and stay, burying themselves in our bones to become corpses we carry
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