l0st—l0ve:

laa—lunaaa:

cincer:


Everyone should give a second of there time to reblog this. Instead of reblog girls in crops tops. Just shows raw love.



This isn’t my blog type but I saw this and just started balling

l0st—l0ve:

laa—lunaaa:

cincer:

Everyone should give a second of there time to reblog this. Instead of reblog girls in crops tops. Just shows raw love.

This isn’t my blog type but I saw this and just started balling

(Source: themusingsofasimpleton)

// When I was 16, I had a fake I.D. and decided to go to a gay bar by myself because some friends bailed on me. While there, an older gentleman bought me a drink. He wasn’t a creeper, and he definitely wasn’t unattractive. I accepted the drink and began talking to him. No big deal. As the hour progressed, I felt myself feeling strange. I mentioned that I felt like I had a headache, and this guy helped guide me out of the bar. As we were walking down the street, the thought of, ‘Oh god, he’s drugged me, I’m going to die’ came to my head. I tried to get away, but I was so drugged up that I could barely walk, let alone speak. It also didn’t help that I had really large ‘goth’ platform shoes because I was going through a phase. Anyway, this guy brought me to his suv and began undressing me. As a final act of defiance, I hit him over the head with my platform shoe. He then punched me, and I remember thinking, ‘Why don’t they ever give workshops to gay guys about being victims of rape too?’ While I was as careful as possible, I never saw the guy slip something in the drink. I even watched the bar tender make the drink. Anyway, I lied there completely paralyzed while this pervert was lubing up. I locked eyes with his for a moment, and that’s when it happened. A very large and angry drag queen opened the door of the vehicle and beat the shit out of my attempted rapist. She and her other drag friends helped dress and care for me while the police arrived. I was saved by a group of guardian drag queens. They were basically the modern day ‘angels from heaven.’ //

jawnn-locked:

visiovisusvidere:

sonicghost:

milesjai:

videk:

welcome-to-the-sinners-ball:

imgayitsok:

God bless drag queens.

I will always reblog this

Whenever drag queens are present, you best believe they will save the fuckin day.

Oh fuck yes.

image

If this isn’t on your blog I’m judging you.

(Source: b-random, via l0st--l0ve)

dr-ift:

stay-an0ther-day:

yeah basically this
i hate being ignored


Yea

dr-ift:

stay-an0ther-day:

yeah basically this

i hate being ignored

Yea

(via some-things-dont-change)

  • me during an exam:

    lol imma ace dis bitch

  • me during an exam:

    the fuck did you just say

  • me during an exam:

    alright focus

  • me during an exam:

    pffffttt i got this

  • me during an exam:

    I'M A GENIUS

  • me during an exam:

    whats 5 x 8

  • me during an exam:

    lol fuck this

  • me during an exam:

    be our guest be our guest be our guest put our service to the test

  • me during an exam:

    oh exam right

  • me during an exam:

    yeah hear me flip that page

  • me during an exam:

    i am better than all of you

  • me during an exam:

    peasants

  • me during an exam:

    what if everyone can read minds except me

  • me during an exam:

    i bet theyre all thinking to each other 'dont tell her you can read minds'

  • me during an exam:

    cough if you can hear me

  • me during an exam:

    COUGH IF YOU CAN HEAR ME

  • me during an exam:

    was i doing something

  • me during an exam:

    right test okay

  • me during an exam:

    lol i bet i can finish before this bitch

  • me during an exam:

    did we learn this

  • me during an exam:

    stop breathing so loud

  • me during an exam:

    is that really necessary

  • me during an exam:

    wow that post on tumblr last night is suddenly the funniest thing i have ever seen

  • me during an exam:

    i will kill all of you

pattinsin:

i actually have a fashion taste that is completly different from what i actually wear but i dont have enough confidence to wear what i really want to wear

(via ihopethesunshiness)

(Source: whoresinseoul, via gravitysex)

transmann:


My dad at 29, me at 2 weeks. Me at 29, my boy at 2 weeks. 

this has got to be the best thing i have seen on tumblr so far, i love this way too much. 

transmann:

My dad at 29, me at 2 weeks. Me at 29, my boy at 2 weeks. 

this has got to be the best thing i have seen on tumblr so far, i love this way too much. 

(Source: tuamaegosta, via disizteenagelust)

(Source: m0rtality, via letsextallnight)

mszombi:

sirisles:

dixiesaurer:

aaronwarner-anderson:

mongezeas:

g0kudera:

sarahdesdemona:

ninth-level-of-awesome:

I love how Tumblr teaches us how to be perfect criminals.

Also, if you’re burying a full body, make sure you bury them vertically. Satellites orbiting earth look for holes that are approx. 6ft long because that’s suspicious. Ideally though, drain your body of fluids in a tub ((mix fluids with bleach and let them soak before draining and take precautions to keep your house from smelling like death from your sink and whatnot. Draining the body also keeps decomp at bay a bit and makes it easier to portion)) and cut it to bits. It’s easier to bury a head than a whole body, and takes less time so you don’t have to tell your neighbors, “Oh, I’m night gardening!”
Also, if a dog happens across it, it’s more likely it will devour a single body part than all of your ex-husband.
Another method is to put it into a septic tank. They’re a plethora of bacteria, and the smell of waste covers the smell of decomposition very well.
You should also destroy all teeth, massacre the face and burn fingerprints/remove finger tips to keep from identifying by anything other than DNA.
…I didn’t come up with these ideas, just what I’ve gleaned from reading on the internet.

i used to joke about Tumblr teaching us how to get away with murder, but fuck, man

the thing is when i see this i want to go kill a man just because i have the knowledge

thanks tumblr

Remember when you’re at the crime scene to wipe down all surfaces and then take the victims hands and touch things with them. Pick up cups and run the hands along table tops. A room with zero fingerprints is very suspicious.
If you live near the ocean you can drain the body and cut up the cadaver into small pieces then mix it all together with fish parts and dispose of it easily by pretending to chum the water for fish and sharks. Actually do chum the water a bit before dumping in your victim to be sure there are plenty of hungry fish around. Stick around and fish for a while so anyone who happens to see you won’t get suspicious. This way you don’t have any body parts lying around waiting to be dug up and identified. Plus you might catch a marlin or something.

PLUS YOU MIGHT CATCH A MARLIN

Tumblr, you are terrifying. 

mszombi:

sirisles:

dixiesaurer:

aaronwarner-anderson:

mongezeas:

g0kudera:

sarahdesdemona:

ninth-level-of-awesome:

I love how Tumblr teaches us how to be perfect criminals.

Also, if you’re burying a full body, make sure you bury them vertically. Satellites orbiting earth look for holes that are approx. 6ft long because that’s suspicious. Ideally though, drain your body of fluids in a tub ((mix fluids with bleach and let them soak before draining and take precautions to keep your house from smelling like death from your sink and whatnot. Draining the body also keeps decomp at bay a bit and makes it easier to portion)) and cut it to bits. It’s easier to bury a head than a whole body, and takes less time so you don’t have to tell your neighbors, “Oh, I’m night gardening!”

Also, if a dog happens across it, it’s more likely it will devour a single body part than all of your ex-husband.

Another method is to put it into a septic tank. They’re a plethora of bacteria, and the smell of waste covers the smell of decomposition very well.



You should also destroy all teeth, massacre the face and burn fingerprints/remove finger tips to keep from identifying by anything other than DNA.

…I didn’t come up with these ideas, just what I’ve gleaned from reading on the internet.

i used to joke about Tumblr teaching us how to get away with murder, but fuck, man

the thing is when i see this i want to go kill a man just because i have the knowledge

thanks tumblr

Remember when you’re at the crime scene to wipe down all surfaces and then take the victims hands and touch things with them. Pick up cups and run the hands along table tops. A room with zero fingerprints is very suspicious.

If you live near the ocean you can drain the body and cut up the cadaver into small pieces then mix it all together with fish parts and dispose of it easily by pretending to chum the water for fish and sharks. Actually do chum the water a bit before dumping in your victim to be sure there are plenty of hungry fish around. Stick around and fish for a while so anyone who happens to see you won’t get suspicious. This way you don’t have any body parts lying around waiting to be dug up and identified. Plus you might catch a marlin or something.

PLUS YOU MIGHT CATCH A MARLIN

Tumblr, you are terrifying

(Source: actualadvicemallard, via flatbellywanted)

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