kingschultzies:

♫ im on the highway to heck ♫

fawun:

I’m done with this website

officerpapermouth:

i found a broken piece of chalk that someone stapled together

why must we try to play god

january 2013: this shall be my year

may 2013: well, shit

an-egg:

its time to get into my pajamas (removes bra) all done

One thing I love about friends is the fact that the six of them didn’t seem to have any other friends 

thedarkestmind:

holdonmylove:

mindofgemini:

thisnoiseismusic:

Hi, there.
I’m wearing a shirt that reads “Kill Me”.
If you saw me at a party or on the street would you promptly murder me?
What about if I had a few drinks? What if I was walking alone at night?
I’m guessing that you wouldn’t if you’re a sane individual.

The cops wouldn’t overlook your crime because of what I’m wearing because that’s silly. I wasn’t literally asking for you to kill me based on my choice of clothing. Who would take that defense seriously?

My friends wouldn’t blame me for being murdered and my killer would be behind bars almost instantly.

So, why is it okay to rape someone because they’re wearing revealing clothes? Why does THEIR choice of clothing excuse THEIR attacker?

It doesn’t. You’re silly if you think otherwise.
The less guilt on the attacker. The more guilt on victim.

Stop. Victim. Blaming.

Reblogging this again because it’s perfect.

THIS.

you deserve a medal because THIS IS PERFECT ok

180mph:

genetics is a fucked up and unfair game

treeyonce:

resume: sometimes i can draw straight lines without a ruler