i keep cursing in ice cream flavors and my mom has told me to stop
update: i still haven’t stopped
how do you curse in ice cream flavors
what the mint chocolate chip did you say to me punk
i’ll kick your rocky road and then punch the ever loving strawberry cheesecake out of you
I seriously worship this girl.
NEVER NOT REBLOG THIS.
Chimamanda Ngozi Adiche, We Should All Be Feminists
It still bothers me that they spelled “Truly” wrong. But meh. Still a forever-reblog.
I want a b-day cake like this plzzzzzz
laughing at the third one ‘cause IMAGINE ACTUALLY GIVING THAT TO A SIX YEAR OLD
if you don’t know what movie this is from, shame on you.
“And so the little lamb and his mama live happily ever after,” the girl finished reading her story aloud to the creature beside her. Hopeful orbs of blue glistened as she cocked her head up at him. “Didya like that, Mister Boogey?”
No response from underneath the black coat. She frowned, teetering off her seat ever so slowly before her tiny feet reached the ground.
“Mister Boogey?” she asked again, gripping the corners of the dark trench coat. When nothing responded, she slowly peeled it open, revealing the coat rack on which he had been perched. Where had he gone?
The little girl shrunk back, upset that her friend had left without a word. She curled up in her chair, clutching the book tightly in case he came back to hear the rest of the tale. Suddenly, a soft wind blew through the empty room, but before she could turn to see what had caused it, she was swept up in darkness.
“Gotcha,” the creature chuckled, cradling her close to him.
The child squeal with laughter most contagious, pleased of his return.
“I thought you left!” She gave a pout, looking up at his shadowy face.
“Why, my dear, I’d never leave you. I am your guardian after all, am I not?” The monster gave her a toothy smile. “And I will always be your Boogeyman.”
Tumblr: the only site that can turn something so terrifying into something utterly adorable
We define ourselves by the best that is in us, not the worst that has been done to us.
shout out to all my followers struggling with their eating during the holidays, to everybody with unsupportive families, to everybody feeling weak, to everybody wanting to lock themselves in their room all night, to everybody anxious and panicked and feeling guilty while the people around them are enjoying themselves; you’re all so important to me and I hope this holiday season you can remember that you’re human and deserving of love no matter what
things girls are made to feel ashamed of-
- having periods
- choosing what they want to wear on their body
- wanting to/not wanting to have sex
- putting boys in the ‘friendzone’
- standing up against misogyny
- ruining a boy’s life by telling the police that he raped her
- having hair on their body
- not appreciating catcalls
- not appreciating chivalry
- having control over their own fucking body
If you tell me you’re going to sleep and I see you 10 minutes later on Tumblr, I understand completely.