korrastyle:

Zuko — Still Awkward 70 Years Later

(via textbaka)

thorium-230:

if you mock someone for praying or finding comfort/purpose in their religion then you are a gross person

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21lillian21:

I love Toph more than words can describe.

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celsisus:

when ur hair won’t listen to you and its a mess and ur just like ???? i grew you myself??? i gave you life and this is how you repay me??

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amazoniakat:

NO.

NO.

NO.

Do you know why this word exists?

Drapetomania is the fictitious disease  that the Southern slave doctor Samuel A. Cartwright created to categorize the tendency for slaves to run away as a mental illness to be cured.  Because white people wholeheartedly believed that enslaving us was a service to us ( saving us from our brutish, lascivious, and lazy ways)  and any right minded individual could see that..The prescribed punishment treatment for drapetomania was torture and hard labor.

Do not put this on your artsy blogs.

Do not erase the deplorable history behind it.

This is a truly heinous word. Whoever originally posted this was an ignorant fuck. And this definition is a crock of shit.

An overwhelming urge to run away. 

Go fuck yourself.

(via terrakion)

merrymalthus:

quietlittleplaces:

 I took this picture cause I knew this story was tumblr worthy.

So I had been sitting in my big white van behind the lowell building, not going to class, and staring happily at a brick wall.

out of the corner of my eye, i notice a man coming up the alley, slow down a little past the car, but ultimately keep going.

the term ‘weirdo’ passed my mind, and I locked the doors even though any actual threat was minimal, and soon I was staring at the wall again.

Not less than 5 minutes later I heard a knocking at the passenger side window. I look over, and it’s the same weirdo who walked by the car before; Except now he looked particularly nervous and had his nose pressed against the glass.

I should mention that I never felt particularly frightened of this man. he was quite skinny, and seemed extremely skittish and fearful both when I saw him starting up the alley, and now, as he knocked.

Anyway, I rolled down the window slightly and asked “can I help you?” with one eyebrow raised and a general look of confusion.

he gestured at me with his chin, and said with an equally confused tone “you…eh…you…sex?”

We had a moment of silence.

Eyebrow still raised, and before I knew what was coming out of my mouth, I raised both my hands, shook my head and said “I’m wearing mittens”.

He immediately started shaking his head up and down as if he understood, and practically started sprinting away.

I lowered my hands after a minute and I….

what…

I can’t tell which is funnier: The fact that this strange man thought I was some sort of portable hooker, parking my van behind churches and waiting for patrons, or that my proof against being a hooker was the fact that I was wearing mittens.

this is one of the strangest interactions between two confused human beings i’ve ever heard of

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kingsleyyy:

wickedwitchoftheeastcollins:

image

The Supernatural fandom has proved my point

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sitsinchairs:

crocsy:

Sexting

Straight couples are fucking weird.

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bewbin:

i win 

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aisselectric:

I’m angry

aisselectric:

Why am I always fucking awake?????