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Here shall be things that inspire me or are personal.

skypestripper:

theawkwardterrier:

The guy in front of me when I was getting ice cream tonight was wearing this.

update: i banged him

skypestripper:

theawkwardterrier:

The guy in front of me when I was getting ice cream tonight was wearing this.

update: i banged him

(via arielvioletgillooly)

— 13 hours ago with 61147 notes

loic-locatelli:

たまねぎ剣士Onion Knight(Big Black & White version)
This one is inspired by the powerful drawings of Angie Wang (and the last CR Fashion Book Issue)

loic-locatelli:

たまねぎ剣士
Onion Knight

(Big Black & White version)

This one is inspired by the powerful drawings
of Angie Wang (and the last CR Fashion Book Issue)

(via dexbonus)

— 13 hours ago with 3663 notes

It’s a bit sad how people I used to know, don’t recognize me anymore. You know - you say “Hello!” and they’re like “Whaa? Whoo…?”

— 1 day ago

#personal 
candymagloves:

Breakfast At Tiffany’s. Just because you’re with someone doesn’t mean you own them. Know when to let go and hold on. (via candymag.com)

candymagloves:

Breakfast At Tiffany’s. Just because you’re with someone doesn’t mean you own them. Know when to let go and hold on. (via candymag.com)

— 2 days ago with 117 notes

#gif 

Note to boyfriend: Don’t ever talk about my skin (which is my most insecure feature) if you don’t want to be sadistically tickled and punched by me, again. I wasn’t on treatment for the past 8 years (which include acid therapy, pills and tons of facial creams) so you get to say “What “interesting” skin you have.” Just accept it and don’t comment.

— 3 days ago

#personal  #skin 
j0ye:

OKAY SO I’M GONNA DROP A STORY ON Y’ALL 
MY FOLLOWERS KNOW THAT I’M PRETTY UNIQUE LOOKING
I HAVE A GNARLY UNDERCUT, A SHORT HAIRCUT, AND AS OF YESTERDAY MY HAIR IS BRIGHT PURPLE, AND I TEND TO WEAR CLOTHES OF THE ALL-BLACK-SHORT-SKIRTS-THIGH-HIGHS-INTIMIDATING-HEAD-BITCH-IN-CHARGE VARIETY
MY FOLLOWERS ALSO KNOW THAT I HAVE A RAD LITTLE THREE-YEAR-OLD SON NAMED OLIVER WHO IS MY WORLD
ONE DAY, OLIVER AND I WERE AT THE STORE, AND WE WERE WALKING PAST THE CEREAL, SINGING A SONG TOGETHER AND OVERALL JUST BEING CUTE BECAUSE WE’RE FUCKING ADORABLE, AND THIS MIDDLE-AGED WOMAN WAS WALKING THE OTHER WAY WITH HER HUSBAND AND DAUGHTER. I’M USED TO PEOPLE STARING AT ME, ESPECIALLY CONSIDERING I WAS ROCKING BLUE HAIR AND A OUIJA BOARD SHIRT AND A HELLA CUTE VELVET MINISKIRT THIS SPECIFIC DAY, SO I IGNORED HER GLARING AT ME AND CONTINUED ON LOOKING AT THE PANDA PUFFS
THEN I STARTED HEARING HER MUTTER UNDER HER BREATH ABOUT ME, SAYING STUFF LIKE, “Irresponsible teen mom couldn’t keep her legs closed” AND, “Her son is going to be so messed up because she has absolutely no self-respect”
NORMALLY I JUST LET IT GO, BUT THAT DAY OLIVER AND I WERE SINGING THE SHINS SO I WAS IN A REALLY GOOD MOOD AND FELT CONFIDENT, SO I STOPPED MY CART AND SAID, “Excuse me, did you say something?”. SHE KINDA STARTED BLUSHING AND SAID NO, TO WHICH I REPLIED, “Well, it seems you kinda did say something. Something about me being irresponsible and not having respect for myself?” AND THIS WOMAN WAS BRIGHT RED AT THIS AND HER HUSBAND WAS JUST TRYNA HURRY HER ALONG AT THAT POINT BUT I HELLA WAS NOT GONNA LET HER GET AWAY WITH SHIT TALKING ME SO I SAID, “You know, I do respect myself. I have my hair like this because I respect myself enough to do it and have the confidence to pull it off, and I dress like this because I respect the fact that I have killer legs that I don’t want to hide just because some old crows glare at me over it. My self-respect has nothing to do with my parenting ability, but if it did, I’d say it’s been a positive correlation because my son is respectful of everyone and doesn’t judge people based on their appearances. He knows that people look how they do because that’s just how they want to look, and that’s how all three-year-olds are until they get to the age where they see the fact that their parents are scowling at a girl who has bright hair, or a boy who wears a skirt, and that’s the age where they become insufferable assholes like you.” AND LET ME JUST SAY THIS WOMAN’S JAW DROPPED FASTER THAN THE TRIX BOX SHE WAS HOLDING AS I FUCKIN SASHAYED OUT WITH MY PANDA PUFFS AND CARRIED ON SINGING~*~*~

j0ye:

OKAY SO I’M GONNA DROP A STORY ON Y’ALL 

MY FOLLOWERS KNOW THAT I’M PRETTY UNIQUE LOOKING

I HAVE A GNARLY UNDERCUT, A SHORT HAIRCUT, AND AS OF YESTERDAY MY HAIR IS BRIGHT PURPLE, AND I TEND TO WEAR CLOTHES OF THE ALL-BLACK-SHORT-SKIRTS-THIGH-HIGHS-INTIMIDATING-HEAD-BITCH-IN-CHARGE VARIETY

MY FOLLOWERS ALSO KNOW THAT I HAVE A RAD LITTLE THREE-YEAR-OLD SON NAMED OLIVER WHO IS MY WORLD

ONE DAY, OLIVER AND I WERE AT THE STORE, AND WE WERE WALKING PAST THE CEREAL, SINGING A SONG TOGETHER AND OVERALL JUST BEING CUTE BECAUSE WE’RE FUCKING ADORABLE, AND THIS MIDDLE-AGED WOMAN WAS WALKING THE OTHER WAY WITH HER HUSBAND AND DAUGHTER. I’M USED TO PEOPLE STARING AT ME, ESPECIALLY CONSIDERING I WAS ROCKING BLUE HAIR AND A OUIJA BOARD SHIRT AND A HELLA CUTE VELVET MINISKIRT THIS SPECIFIC DAY, SO I IGNORED HER GLARING AT ME AND CONTINUED ON LOOKING AT THE PANDA PUFFS

THEN I STARTED HEARING HER MUTTER UNDER HER BREATH ABOUT ME, SAYING STUFF LIKE, “Irresponsible teen mom couldn’t keep her legs closed” AND, “Her son is going to be so messed up because she has absolutely no self-respect”

NORMALLY I JUST LET IT GO, BUT THAT DAY OLIVER AND I WERE SINGING THE SHINS SO I WAS IN A REALLY GOOD MOOD AND FELT CONFIDENT, SO I STOPPED MY CART AND SAID, “Excuse me, did you say something?”. SHE KINDA STARTED BLUSHING AND SAID NO, TO WHICH I REPLIED, “Well, it seems you kinda did say something. Something about me being irresponsible and not having respect for myself?” AND THIS WOMAN WAS BRIGHT RED AT THIS AND HER HUSBAND WAS JUST TRYNA HURRY HER ALONG AT THAT POINT BUT I HELLA WAS NOT GONNA LET HER GET AWAY WITH SHIT TALKING ME SO I SAID, “You know, I do respect myself. I have my hair like this because I respect myself enough to do it and have the confidence to pull it off, and I dress like this because I respect the fact that I have killer legs that I don’t want to hide just because some old crows glare at me over it. My self-respect has nothing to do with my parenting ability, but if it did, I’d say it’s been a positive correlation because my son is respectful of everyone and doesn’t judge people based on their appearances. He knows that people look how they do because that’s just how they want to look, and that’s how all three-year-olds are until they get to the age where they see the fact that their parents are scowling at a girl who has bright hair, or a boy who wears a skirt, and that’s the age where they become insufferable assholes like you.” AND LET ME JUST SAY THIS WOMAN’S JAW DROPPED FASTER THAN THE TRIX BOX SHE WAS HOLDING AS I FUCKIN SASHAYED OUT WITH MY PANDA PUFFS AND CARRIED ON SINGING~*~*~

(Source: krl-vnzla, via penicillium-pusher)

— 3 days ago with 422593 notes

#godlike 

Mother: Look at your ugly nails!! And that hair!!
Me: Mother, I didn’t come home, so you’ll tell me how ugly I am.
Mother: Well I’m not one of your little friends, who don’t tell you how ugly you are, I tell you the truth, that’s what mothers do. Tell the truth!
Me: What? Right … just forget it.
—-
Mother: Hey! So … what’s new?
Me: Nothing much …
Mother: Soooo … what’s new?
Me: Err … really … nothing much …
—-
Mother: Why do you still go to the psychologist!?
Me: Well, I just started the treatment a few months ago. It takes time …
Mother: But you’re fine. You’re okay, aren’t you?
Me: Not exactly … no …
Mother: Oh, come on - what’s wrong. You know, you just have to say to yourself “I can do this!” and you will!!
Me: It isn’t that simple … that’s why I need the psychologist …
Mother: Oh nonsense! It’s all in your head, you just have to tell yourself “It’ll be a good day.” and you’ll get through it!!
Me: Okay … right … thanks …
—-
Mother: Urgh, I hate my parents and my sister. I like it best when they just don’t bother me at all … what a pest!
Me: Yeah … so bothersome …
—-
Mother: Hey! Why are you leaving already? You just run off to those friends of yours and leave me behind!
Me: Yeah, that’s what I do …
—-
Father: …
Me: …
—-

— 3 days ago

#personal  #you see why I hate to visit my parents  #they're just  #arrrrgghh