the best of hot occupations, side by side.
I’d have no self control around them..
the holy trinity
Growing up, my dad had a rule. “You can’t get a tattoo. If you do, I will make you get it removed. Unless, that is, you join the army and can shoot a seagull in the eye from a mile away, or you have a near-death experience.”
On July 12, 2011, I rode my bicycle to the camp I worked at. On my way home, I rode down a hill, and stopped at the bottom. I looked both ways, and there was no car coming. I started to turn left when I got hit by a car going ~55 miles per hour. I completely shattered the windshield, and when the driver stopped, I was ejected back onto the road. The doctors in the emergency room were absolutely perplexed when I arrived, because they all agreed that I should have died, and they were amazed to release me 4 and a half hours later with only 16 stitches, a concussion, and a chipped tooth. During my recovery, I was angry and confused. A couple if days after my accident, I received cards from my eight year old campers. One of them drew a giant paper crane, and said, “if you fold a thousand paper cranes, you’ll get better”.
Not being able to read, ride a bicycle, or put stress on my body, I cut up an old sudoku puzzle, went on YouTube, and learned how to make a paper crane. By the end of the day, I had a laundry basket full of black and white paper cranes.
I kept making paper cranes, even after I made a thousand, and I ran into a dilemma. What do you do with paper cranes once you’ve made them? A girl in my class had committed suicide the same day I had my accident, and I brought a purple crane to her wake. Her family could not have been happier the moment I presented them with this crane. Something clicked in my head right there. I started giving them to people and hiding them in random places for people to find. I started making art with them, and they became a major part of who I was.
This tattoo is symbolic of my accident, and could not represent me any better.
talk dirty to me
THERES A GIRL IN MY CLASS THAT WORKS FOR DISNEY AND SHE SAID THAT THE SHOP OWNER IN FROZEN IS GAY HIS HUSBAND IS IN THE SAUNA WITH HIS KIDS APPARENTLY HES THE FIRST OPENLY GAY DISNEY CHARACTER AND NO ONE NOTICED
"And no one noticed" that’s the problem lmao.
Lately, straight people have been bashed by the LGBT community as well. People are getting cocky(not saying that heterosexual people aren’t cocky too…)
I believe it’s the uprising in support for same sex couples.
(I myself am not straight, so please don’t call me ‘homophobic’)
which brings me to another point
Just because someone doesn’t support homosexuality, or doesn’t like it, doesn’t mean they’re homophobic. It’s when they insult/degrade/bash a person due to the fact that they’re gay that we have a problem.
Here, I’m talking about the extreme feminists/extreme misogynists
Women, please, for fuck’s sake, do not wish for a man to be castrated/raped/neutered.
Men, please…Women have grown out of the era where we ‘stay in the kitchen/stay home/take care of the children’. There are a lot of women who prefer to get jobs, help support their family, and contribute to society by getting jobs. It should not be the man’s job to bring home the pay check. With the wife bringing one home too, hey more money! Also, both: The opposite sex is not a sex object. No gender is a sex object. The human body is not a sex object. Stop treating it as such.
Tumblr/tumblr gay shippers
For fuck’s sake, do you listen to yourselves when you say ‘make heterosexuality illegal’
…Just think over that.
This one last topic:
Anyone can rape. Anyone. And it’s still fucking serious.
Men can rape women.
Women can rape men.
Women can rape women.
Men can rape men.
Not saying that they should, but It’s just as important/serious. I’ve seen arguments saying it’s not as mentally/physically damaging if a man is raped, or he’s ‘gay’ because he didn’t enjoy it, or that he’s ‘weak’ because a woman ‘overpowered’ him.
Rape is serious. Okay? Okay.
But please, can we all just practice some empathy before we start arguments/bashing? We all have different opinions. Just ‘take a step in the other person’s shoes’.
We shouldn’t act like a bag of dicks. Seriously.
(Also, I would like to point out that I’m not straight and support gay marriage, but hetero people exist and is the ‘norm’, as they say, and I’m alright with that. Anyone hating on anybody won’t make them any better)
I like how this is one of the ONLY things I have seen on Tumblr today that makes sense and isn’t just “Hurrr, straight white male privilege,” yet it doesn’t even get a quarter of reposts or likes than any of that dribble. Everyone just needs to shut the fuck up, grow up, and get along.
asking your hairdresser for a trim and they cut too much:
im not giving out any context for this conversation
I will do my best to carry you when you need a lift
Comfort you when you’re sad
We all feel down now and then
But I’m here if you need me