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antisjwyellowfang:

Just your daily reminders:

  • Racists are a problem
  • White people are not
  • Homophobes are a problem
  • Straight people are not
  • Transphobes are a problem
  • Cis people are not
  • Sexists are a problem
  • Men are not

And most importantly,

  • Hating an innocent person solely because of their race, sexuality, or gender makes you a fucking asshole

(Source: egalitarianyellowfang)

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haleycomet:

i literally never get tired of this post

(Source: yeah-yougotme)

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armrace:

What I look for in a boy

  • fall
  • out
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aintnobodygottime4datshit:

typeoneprincess:

nekokunchansan:

sensorium139:

littlexsweetxthing:

Who wants to play a game called Spot the Asshole?

I’d reblog this on my other blog but people need to learn about this if they work in fast food and I have a lot of followers on my main blog.

DON’T FUCKING DO THIS, YOU CAN KILL SOMEONE WITH THIS. 

seriously though, i’ve heard stories of people giving “skinny” people regular soda instead of diet… newsflash: high blood sugars make you lose weight. a skinny persom that asks for diet soda could very well be diabetic… and then if you give them regular soda, you could cause some serious damage, even comas or death. i don’t care how you feel towards a customer, GIVE THEM THE DRINK THEY ASKED FOR.

There is a coffee place near my home and they happens to serve sugar-free hot chocolate being a type one diabetic this is great because it has about half the amount of carbs. This one time I ordered it the employee rolled his eyes at me. When I got my drink I thought it tasted differently but I was with friends and wasn’t paying a ton of attention. Later my blood sugar was in the high 400s and we had no idea why, everything was in order. I had to stay up all night to get my blood sugars under control.  I thought of the employee might have something to do with it. The next day I went back and the same guy was working, my mom confronted him and the manager and the guy admitted that he had given me a regular hot coco and had even put extra sugar in it. He tried to justify his actions because ” how was he supposed to know I was diabetic” and ”I thought just thought she was some chick trying to lose weight that she didn’t need to lose” He lost his job and I never went back there.  But it put be in danger and if I hadn’t caught the high when I did I could of ended up in the hospital.

Something like that hot cocoa thing is ridiculously dangerous. With soda the taste is such a drastic difference that while it is still dangerous you have a much better chance of immediately realizing something is wrong.

30 August 2014 · 14,608 notes


For the past two months I’ve been sneaking my dog inside the house, mainly at night. My dog helps me sleep better, he makes me feel protected, safe, and happy.

My dad came home early from work today and found my dog sleeping on my bed. Right away he shouted at me and threatened that if I ever do that again, he’s going to throw my innocent dog to the streets.

Guys, I don’t know what to do. I tried explaining to my dad that Chaka (my dog) helps me sleep and feel better but he wouldn’t listen. Now I’m not going to be able to sleep and possibly lose one of only sources of happiness. I can’t lose my pup, he means too much to me.

My dad also yelled at me because I left the house without much warning last night. I explained to him how suicidal I felt and needed to get air and a good distraction, which was why I went to Denny’s with the one cousin I can depend on for anything. My dad told me it wasn’t an excuse, I shouldn’t be sad anymore. He’s upset I didn’t go to him and I told him I don’t go to him because 1) he doesn’t understand depression (he’s one of those people who believes if you have a psychological disorder, the Devil or his demons are inside you) and 2) I’ve gone to him in the past and he’s always told me the same thing, “Find Jesus, talk to God” even though I’ve told him multiple times that religion doesn’t soothe me.



diamoncls:

me as a cleaning product

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suavebadass:

Driving to the movies with my fam and this fucking banana with a tin foil hat and wig is sitting under the freeway

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jiggalopuff:

what the fuck

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sassy-gay-justice:

You know the world is fucked when nine-year-olds start acting like sexual predators.

(Source: best-of-imgur)

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pothepolarbear:

I’m really bad about taking care of myself. Sometimes I’m like “why am I so hungry?” and then I realize I haven’t had a real meal in like 2 days. So, this is a friendly reminder to eat some food, drink some water, get some sleep, take your medicine if you need any, and make sure you smile like at least 5 times a day.

30 August 2014 · 19,280 notes


mysoulisinorbit:

jemmasimmns:

please don’t make people with depression feel guilty for their lack of interest in things or their inability to motivate themselves please and thank you goodbye 

on that note, please don’t make people with anxiety feel guilty about their inability to do tasks you deem simple and literally call them children and tell them to grow up because of it

30 August 2014 · 103,136 notes


spicy-vagina-tacos:

Senior year was a blast

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too-fan-to-function:

What an inspiration

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