loki-has-a-tardis:

This is honestly the best poster I have found in a while supporting breast cancer awareness. I am honestly so sick of seeing, “set the tatas free” and “save the boobies”. There is no reason in hell a life threatening, life ruining disease should be sexualized. “Don’t wear a bra day,” go fuck yourselves. You’re not saving a pair of tits, you’re saving the entire package: mind, body, and soul included. Women are not just a pair of breasts.

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skittle-flavoured-mind:

havea-nicedaze:

c0urtneys:

b0mbb:

wall-flawer:

rip-aaliyah:

man, i don’t think i’ll ever get over this picture. 

Someone please make this a gif with the stars moving or sparkling!!

Oh my gosh this is amazing

wow

No one realizes that this is what the sky is supposed to look like but we fucked it up congrats earth

Going to a dark sky park with my boyfriend for our 1 years soon… can’t wait :D

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satans-advocate:

sext: i want to pay bills and share household duties and approach our late 20’s in a financially and emotionally stable way with you

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poppypicklesticks:

cannabli5s:

antifeministbeauty:

micdotcom:

Artists uses Disney princes to highlight domestic abuse’s least visible victims

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There needs to be more of this.  Too many people think domestic violence is only against women.

it makes me mad that this has waaaay less notes than the female version

its tumblr

The posts that say we need feminism because girls are literally demonised for liking pumpkin spice are going to get more notes then anything to do with male victims of rape or domestic violence 

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Anonymous:
Fuck being normal

by normal i mean being able to not get sick 24/7. lol

It seems hard to see the light in things. It is hard to exist. I’ve let these thoughts slip in front of you before and I try my best to pretend I haven’t. Some days I’m filled to the brim with dread, even though I have your love, I wonder what’s missing. Or rather, what is painfully present - me. Maybe it isn’t what’s missing, but rather what’s here that is the problem. My health is deteriorating, it’s debilitating. I don’t want to go to school. I don’t want to work. I can’t. I’m having such a hard time, some days. I just want to be normal.