Jul 6, 2014

  • men get into something not aimed at their gender: get special titles like "brony." recognition by creators. heralded for defying gender appeal. get documentary.
  • women get into something not aimed at their gender: not real fans. probably secret friend zone warriors deadset on erasing men from the human race. get insulting demeaning memes and sexual harassment.

Jul 6, 2014


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Jul 6, 2014

10 Daily Random Facts


Brendenn Bremmer was a prodigy with an IQ of 160, could read at 18 months and play the piano at 3. He shot himself in the head at 14.

Cops in Thailand are forced to wear a pink Hello-Kitty armband if they break the law or rules of duty.

Two 9 year old boys once sued Nintendo claiming that…

Jul 6, 2014


hahaa on We Heart It. http://placatory.tumblr.com/


hahaa on We Heart It.

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Jul 6, 2014

Conversation I heard in the club.

  • Shy Guy: Hey there..
  • Random Guy: Hey what's up?
  • Shy Guy: Nothing much, just wanted to say you are really cute.
  • Random Guy: Thanks dude!
  • Shy Guy: So, are you here with anyone?
  • Random Guy: Yeah, my girlfriend just went to the washroom.
  • Shy Guy: Oh God, I'm sorry, didn't know you were straight.
  • Random Guy: That's alright it's cool.
  • Shy Guy: You don't mind me calling you cute?
  • Random Guy: A compliment is a compliment no matter who it comes from.

Jul 6, 2014


i am not the story
you have been told.

i am not pure
nor powerless
i am not your fantasy
of an innocent you can corrupt.

you think he took me?
you think i knew not what i did
when i laughed and placed those crimson seeds
upon my tongue?

do not mistake my kindness
for naievete.
i am forest fires and flower buds
i am poisonous thorns and newborn foals
i am death and rebirth—
cross me at your peril.
(you shall find that pretty rose vines
are just as lovely when they wrap tight over your limbs
and shatter your bones.)

my lord, he brings me bloodstained flowers,
and i give him kisses laced with venom
he gifts me graveyards to plant my orchids
and i send him the torn heads of men
who wrong my maidens.
(i teach them combat alongside botany. both are arts.)
he rules with iron fist and i
with gentle touch.
we live and love in a curious harmony
of sweet birdsong
and the tortured screams of sinners.

come springtide i am bound to earth,
to my mother’s sunfilled meadows
her unequivocal, enduring love.
and by the fading light of summer
i return to my lover’s onyx walls
and cimmerian heart.
i cherish both but they know
they would have no claim on me if i did not desire it
for i belong to myself,
i am only my own—
half flowering creation,
half blistering hellfire.

he calls me his lady
but he knows
i am a queen.


persephone speaks, by a.c. (via stilesies)

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Jul 6, 2014


being thin and pretty could solve 94.63% of my problems tbh 

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Jul 6, 2014

  • me: is it weird to talk to yourself?
  • me: no

Jul 6, 2014




The two smartest men on the planet.

Just one of those posts you can’t not reblog.

This is unreal

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Jul 4, 2014


this was worth reading

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