gandalph:

livvefast:

ditch-able-prom-date:

thetableistryingtoeatme:

Shout out to all the religious kids who keep their beliefs to themselves in the middle of science class.

shout out also to the atheists who don’t shit on everyone else’s beliefs “because science”

shout out to everyone who can accept science and religion coexisting

shout out to everyone who can treat people with respect despite their differences

naturally there needs to e a BLZEIT20FAGGOTS right there.

naturally there needs to e a BLZEIT20FAGGOTS right there.

remember this?

ddemotivators:

RPG Groups
posted by Biotroll

ddemotivators:

RPG Groups

posted by Biotroll

flikkerlicht:

Super edgy pastel graphics telling you how not to be an asshole!

lovejoyjohnlock:

rawdi-kun:

vulgarweed:

hobbitkaiju:

yellowxperil:

welp, i know how i’m spending my sunday

I LAUGHED OUT LOUD

Me too.
But it’s so fucking ridiculous. The etiquette rules are: The person who arrives at the door first holds it open for the person who arrived second. A younger or more able-bodied person always holds the door for someone who is elderly or disabled. Someone with free hands should hold the door for someone whose hands are full carrying things. If you’re alone, you should always glance behind you and make sure there’s no one there so you don’t let a door slam in someone’s face out of obliviousness. You should always nod and smile at someone holding a door for you, and vice versa.
Gender has JACK SHIT to do with the real etiquette.

thank you

The fragility of masculinity.

this is whats great about tumblr. people are going to go out of there way to lower mens self esteem. thats fucking great. it is literally a task with no repercussions, a favor even, and people are going to enjoy that it makes others squirm. now let me turn the tables so that it has a softer view  from the tumblr community. i dated  transman* who always wanted to hold the door open for me because he felt better, and happier when he did it. naturally i let him do that as it was an action i didn’t care about, and ultimately improved his day. i didn’t hurt my masculinity or pride to have the door held for me. but it would improve his mood vastly. now imagin this boy being so happy about a task. a MINOR, volunteered task. now imagine someone stopping him from doing that. stopping him from receiving the joy of that task that ultimately has no effect on their life. DONT KNOCK PEOPLE DOWN FOR NO FUCKING REASON THAT MAKES YOU A BULLY AND AN ASSHOLE. i know im over reacting but i just get kinda pissed at the blatant hate for people, when f the situation was slightly altered, it suddenly becomes grounds for offence. its stupid,
tl;dr dont be an asshole.

lovejoyjohnlock:

rawdi-kun:

vulgarweed:

hobbitkaiju:

yellowxperil:

welp, i know how i’m spending my sunday

I LAUGHED OUT LOUD

Me too.

But it’s so fucking ridiculous. The etiquette rules are: The person who arrives at the door first holds it open for the person who arrived second. A younger or more able-bodied person always holds the door for someone who is elderly or disabled. Someone with free hands should hold the door for someone whose hands are full carrying things. If you’re alone, you should always glance behind you and make sure there’s no one there so you don’t let a door slam in someone’s face out of obliviousness. You should always nod and smile at someone holding a door for you, and vice versa.

Gender has JACK SHIT to do with the real etiquette.

thank you

The fragility of masculinity.

this is whats great about tumblr. people are going to go out of there way to lower mens self esteem. thats fucking great. it is literally a task with no repercussions, a favor even, and people are going to enjoy that it makes others squirm. now let me turn the tables so that it has a softer view  from the tumblr community. i dated  transman* who always wanted to hold the door open for me because he felt better, and happier when he did it. naturally i let him do that as it was an action i didn’t care about, and ultimately improved his day. i didn’t hurt my masculinity or pride to have the door held for me. but it would improve his mood vastly. now imagin this boy being so happy about a task. a MINOR, volunteered task. now imagine someone stopping him from doing that. stopping him from receiving the joy of that task that ultimately has no effect on their life. DONT KNOCK PEOPLE DOWN FOR NO FUCKING REASON THAT MAKES YOU A BULLY AND AN ASSHOLE. i know im over reacting but i just get kinda pissed at the blatant hate for people, when f the situation was slightly altered, it suddenly becomes grounds for offence. its stupid,

tl;dr dont be an asshole.

bewilden:

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how are these people not dead

Oh he can eat plastic bags and the other lady can eat drywall, but if I want to enjoy some fucking cookie dough I’ll get salmonella and die

bewilden:

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how are these people not dead

Oh he can eat plastic bags and the other lady can eat drywall, but if I want to enjoy some fucking cookie dough I’ll get salmonella and die

REBLOG IF….

aganetah45:

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REBLOG IF YOU ARE

  • gay
  • bisexual
  • trisexual
  • polysexual
  • pansexual
  • asexual
  • demisexual
  • a butch
  • a femme/lipstick lesbian
  • a bear
  • a boi
  • gender queer
  • no gender
  • third gender
  • two-spirit
  • intersex
  • transgender pre or post
  • male
  • female
  • an lgbt ally
  • straight
  • queer or questioning
  • a robot

AND FEEL THAT ANYONE CAN LOVE ANYONE

in one ear, out the other.

there once was a scatterbrained boy who never listened.
everyone always said that words went in ear and out the other.

he would sit in class and stare at the board, eyes glazed over
and everything the teacher said would go in one ear and out the other

he would go home to his parents fighting it always ended with them turning on him, 
but every dagger they threw would go in one ear and out the other.

he would pick fights at school and the kids would create the ring,
but there chanting would go in one ear and out the other.

at the boys funeral everyone was sad. tears were shed, and faces were long. the pastor was speaking but no one heard. the boy had shot himself and finally, for once in his existence, something went into his ear and didnt go out the other

~Harlan Hefner aka Me.

i thought this up on my way to work this morning.