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I like stuff. Mostly animals, hot people, food, tattoos, piercings, and sex.


Mar 30th at 2PM / via: ruinedchildhood / op: zizicat / 1,172,730 notes



Mar 30th at 2PM / via: kathreensmith / op: teenwitch69 / 43,687 notes

swagadamus:

animeelite:

i really hate the attitude a lot of men have about how women are so different and mysterious and hard to understand, as if women are some kind of foreign species and not fellow human beings and then complain about women being unapproachable and ‘prude’ 

you don’t get to put me on a pedestal and then complain about me being out of reach

"you don’t get to put me on a pedestal and then complain about me being out of reach”

I’ve never heard wiser words.


Mar 30th at 2PM / via: kathreensmith / op: ripbearwave / 2,051 notes

Mar 25th at 11PM / via: elcapytainawesome / op: vegasmo / 446,056 notes

ivysaaur:

priceofliberty:

hellabiafra:

vegasmo:

Human: “HAHAHA Animals are so dumb!”

*goes to war with its own species, uses up all of its resources, destroys its own environment, pollutes its own air and water*

Animal: *licks its own asshole*

human: *licks someone else’s asshole and calls it sex*

this is mY FAVORITE THING


"But who prays for Satan? Who, in eighteen centuries, has had the common humanity to pray for the one sinner that needed it most?"


"

As a little girl, I was told that one day I would fall in love and get married.
I was not told that sometimes the people I loved would not love me back and that it will feel difficult to walk down that aisle with the mountains of ashes I let people leave in my heart, but it will feel very easy to turn and run. So I did.

As a little girl, I was told that drugs weren’t cool and I should never touch them.
I was not told that one day I might hate myself so much that I’d poke holes in my veins in attempts to feel some sunshine inside of me.

As a little girl, I was told by my grandfather on his death bed that everyone’s time comes when they must go back to heaven.
I was not told that sometimes their time comes at 17 in their best friend’s car blaring their favourite song and heaven quits existing when the sound of colliding metal manifests in your dreams.

As a little girl, I was told to stay away from men in white vans offering me candy, because they were the bad guys that would hurt me.
I was not told to stay away from vibrant eyes and beautiful smiles offering me home in their arms, because good people can hurt you too.

As a little girl, I was told that I would bring home boys that my father didn’t approve of.
I was not told that I would want to bring home girls but I’d be too afraid my father wouldn’t approve.

As a little girl, I was told I may be pressured to do things he wants me to do and I should wait until I’m ready.
I was not told he wouldn’t care if I was ready and the word “no” isn’t always stronger than his hands cuffed around my wrists.

As a little girl, I was told not to be scared of the monsters under my bed, because they were really only in my head.
They were right about that, but I think I’m even more afraid now.

"


heyfunniest:

destroyingyourself:

suchagoldensnitch:

fishingboatproceeds:

Swinging with Hazel and Gus.

this is the cutest thing I have ever seen. 

How cool would that be though, to write characters in your head but then actually be able to play with then. Like real people who embody those people you fell in love with in your head. I would love that so much.

omg i love this photo so much

heyfunniest:

destroyingyourself:

suchagoldensnitch:

fishingboatproceeds:

Swinging with Hazel and Gus.

this is the cutest thing I have ever seen. 

How cool would that be though, to write characters in your head but then actually be able to play with then. Like real people who embody those people you fell in love with in your head. I would love that so much.

omg i love this photo so much