charmedcarol:

How people wake up.

Me: I wonder why 1, 2, and 4 are Careers and not 3?
My Sister: Well, they're technology, so maybe they're on tumblr all the time instead.

i love it when you catch someone lying and you prove them wrong and theyre just stood there really embarrassed and ur just like

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dyslecix:

nerf-car:

hey i just met you

and this is crazy

but here’s my number

so call me beep me if you wanna reach me

this is literally perfect i love tumblr wow

this is amazing. like god bless whoever made this

Lol half of your followers are on tumblrdatinggame(.)com
Anonymous

Nahhh all my followers are in my ask box wanting to date me ;)

The Many Faces of Nigel Thornberry

funkytoaster:

 

 


katyperrylately:

Katy Perry is #8 on Forbes’ Celebrity 100 list raking in $45m from May 2011 - 2012

Quick, who are the only two musicians in history to have five No. 1 singles from the same album? Michael Jackson and Katy Perry. The latter accomplished that feat with 2010 smash Teenage Dream, which continues to garner considerable airplay, and dollars, for the “Firework” singer. Her California Dreams Tour grossed nearly $60 million. Perry also got plenty of attention from the media for her personal life this year. She split from comedian husband Russell Brand in December.

katyperrylately:

Katy Perry is #8 on Forbes’ Celebrity 100 list raking in $45m from May 2011 - 2012

Quick, who are the only two musicians in history to have five No. 1 singles from the same album? Michael Jackson and Katy Perry. The latter accomplished that feat with 2010 smash Teenage Dream, which continues to garner considerable airplay, and dollars, for the “Firework” singer. Her California Dreams Tour grossed nearly $60 million. Perry also got plenty of attention from the media for her personal life this year. She split from comedian husband Russell Brand in December.

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This is, without a doubt, the best moment in Spongebob Squarepants history.

11 year olds today: omg i luhv smokin pot omfg i get drunk off lyke my moms wine coolers lol sometimes i take an extra vitamin in the morning so i can get that high lol! on tumblr i reblog sex because unfff me and my boyfriend fuck almost twice a day. im a bad bitch lol one time my mom yelled at me because she said i cant be bringin boys up to my room so i said FUCK YOU lol i do what i want yolo!!
me when I was 11: omg did I forget to feed my neopet this morning
in the studio
Drake: ok repeat after me - pussy.
Justin: swaggy.
Drake: no no, Pu-ssy
Justin: swa-ggy.
Drake: pu
Justin: pu
Drake: ssy
Justin: swaggy.
Drake: nevermind.
bunandcheese:

trafalgarslaw:

goldenheartedrose:

trafalgarslaw:

inflateablefilth:

redlightpolitics:

rosa—sparks:

madamethursday:

[Image: A picture of a tall, very thin Black woman with her shoulder over a shorter, older white man wearing traditional Orthodox Jewish clothing on a New York sideway.]
staghunts:

“This one is very serious, guys:
I came upon these two on the sidewalk. They were having a conversation. “Excuse me,” I said, addressing the girl: “I’m sorry to interrupt, but is there anyway I can take your photo?”
“Why would you want my photo?” she asked.
“Because you look beautiful,” I said. And she did. She was Sudanese. There is a very distinct beauty among people from the Sudan, and she was filled up with it. Suddenly the man cut in: 
“I was just telling her she was beautiful,” he said. 
Naively, I assumed I had just walked up on one stranger giving a compliment to another. I wanted to capture the moment. “Let me take your photograph together,” I said. The man seemed reluctant, he started smiling nervously and inching away. But the girl called him back. 
“Come take a picture with me,” she said. Encouraged by her attention, he returned. She put her arm around him, and I took the photo.
As I examined the photos on my camera, the man started whispering to the girl. She answered him in a loud voice: “I told you! I’m not that kind of girl.” She seemed agitated now. Finally sensing that I had misread the situation, I stepped between them. The man began hurrying down the sidewalk.
When the man left, the girl’s demeanor changed completely. She seemed shaken. Her eyes were tearing up. “He just offered me five hundred dollars to go out with him,” she said. “And then when I said ‘no,’ he offered me one thousand. Why does this always happen to me?”
“It happens a lot?” I asked.
“All the time,” she said. “I’m sorry I’m getting emotional. I just can’t go out of my house without this kind of thing happening. I have a son. I’m a mother. I would never degrade myself like that. I just don’t understand why this keeps happening.”
“Do you mind if I tell this story?” I asked.
“Please,” she said. “Tell it.”
Let’s hope this man, and all men, realize the emotional damage they are inflicting on the women they try to buy. In the meantime, feel free to SHARE.*
Dear Tumblr, fuck you for trying to erase this. 

I’m saving this post because as many times as Tumblr tries to erase this woman’s story and act like anything about this was okay, that’s as many times as I’m reposting it. They can either cut me off or stop being assnuggets about this. whichEVER. 

Do not forget this. 


Let’s make sure we all get screen shots too, in case tumblr manages to get this off again.

So, tumblr is trying to delete this? Well… no. No fucking way. You don’t go around deleting stories like this.
Reblogging just on fucking principle. If you are following me, would you please consider doing the same?

They are; I believe this is a repost because of the small amount of notes. The original post had thousands.  If I’m not mistaken, the original post was deleted because the guy’s family complained.  What about HER family, though? What about her? Simply fucking disgusting.

… so, he was an arsehat, his family said that people knowing about him being an arsehat would hurt them and tried to make this better by being arsehats, too?
Ah, well then. I’ll be saving a copy and just posting it again should it disappear again.

Keep her story alive.

bunandcheese:

trafalgarslaw:

goldenheartedrose:

trafalgarslaw:

inflateablefilth:

redlightpolitics:

rosa—sparks:

madamethursday:

[Image: A picture of a tall, very thin Black woman with her shoulder over a shorter, older white man wearing traditional Orthodox Jewish clothing on a New York sideway.]

staghunts:

“This one is very serious, guys:

I came upon these two on the sidewalk. They were having a conversation. “Excuse me,” I said, addressing the girl: “I’m sorry to interrupt, but is there anyway I can take your photo?”

“Why would you want my photo?” she asked.

“Because you look beautiful,” I said. And she did. She was Sudanese. There is a very distinct beauty among people from the Sudan, and she was filled up with it. Suddenly the man cut in: 

“I was just telling her she was beautiful,” he said. 

Naively, I assumed I had just walked up on one stranger giving a compliment to another. I wanted to capture the moment. “Let me take your photograph together,” I said. The man seemed reluctant, he started smiling nervously and inching away. But the girl called him back. 

“Come take a picture with me,” she said. Encouraged by her attention, he returned. She put her arm around him, and I took the photo.

As I examined the photos on my camera, the man started whispering to the girl. She answered him in a loud voice: “I told you! I’m not that kind of girl.” She seemed agitated now. Finally sensing that I had misread the situation, I stepped between them. The man began hurrying down the sidewalk.

When the man left, the girl’s demeanor changed completely. She seemed shaken. Her eyes were tearing up. “He just offered me five hundred dollars to go out with him,” she said. “And then when I said ‘no,’ he offered me one thousand. Why does this always happen to me?”

“It happens a lot?” I asked.

“All the time,” she said. “I’m sorry I’m getting emotional. I just can’t go out of my house without this kind of thing happening. I have a son. I’m a mother. I would never degrade myself like that. I just don’t understand why this keeps happening.”

“Do you mind if I tell this story?” I asked.

“Please,” she said. “Tell it.”

Let’s hope this man, and all men, realize the emotional damage they are inflicting on the women they try to buy. In the meantime, feel free to SHARE.*

Dear Tumblr, fuck you for trying to erase this. 

I’m saving this post because as many times as Tumblr tries to erase this woman’s story and act like anything about this was okay, that’s as many times as I’m reposting it. They can either cut me off or stop being assnuggets about this. whichEVER. 

Do not forget this. 

Let’s make sure we all get screen shots too, in case tumblr manages to get this off again.

So, tumblr is trying to delete this? Well… no. No fucking way. You don’t go around deleting stories like this.

Reblogging just on fucking principle. If you are following me, would you please consider doing the same?

They are; I believe this is a repost because of the small amount of notes. The original post had thousands.  If I’m not mistaken, the original post was deleted because the guy’s family complained.  What about HER family, though? What about her? Simply fucking disgusting.

… so, he was an arsehat, his family said that people knowing about him being an arsehat would hurt them and tried to make this better by being arsehats, too?

Ah, well then. I’ll be saving a copy and just posting it again should it disappear again.

Keep her story alive.

wugs:

rock bottom is when youtube comments are more intelligent than your government

wugs:

rock bottom is when youtube comments are more intelligent than your government