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dim-sum-noodles:

novakian:

questions of sex and gender explored on tumblr dot com

thiS IS MY FAVORITE POST

Best post ever.

ruckawriter:

Dylan Moran.

ruckawriter:

Dylan Moran.

I need this so badly.

I need this so badly.

a guide to terminology as used by western males of the species

peacepleaseandthankyou:

prude - a woman who won’t fuck you

dyke - a woman who won’t fuck you because you have a penis

slut - a woman who fucks other people and not you

tease - a woman who won’t fuck you even though she smiled at you

feminist - a woman who won’t fuck you because she has, like, thoughts and stuff

YES YES YES OH FUCK YES THANK U FOR THIS

"Projections are like spells. Projection is the act, conscious or unconscious, of sending our energy into the future to manifest…Most people, however, project thoughts unconsciously, and in a detrimental way to themselves and others. As an extension of harmful judgments, harmful projections are like judgements of the future. If you think to yourself that someone will never be successful, never be healthy, never find true love, or never amount to anything, you are sending out harmful projection."

- Christopher Penczak, The Witch’s Shield (via enigmaofpeace)

mazarin221b:

banditbrineshrimp:

personifyingchaos:

Dylan Moran on adulthood

[x] oh my god his delivery

…fuck.

I have been waiting on this gif set

steampunktendencies:

King of the Zombie. Сemetery.
FOTO: Ilja Hubálek
Actor: Josef Rarach
FX Makeup: Vlad Taupes (studio FX Creator, Barrandov)

Naked on the ocean floor,
I’m waiting for a saviour…

I’m in a dark place right now. Scared, cold and alone. And the dream of a more wholesome future where I know I’m going to be very happy…isn’t enough. What about the present? What about the Erica right now? I can’t fix her. I can’t stand that just having myself isn’t enough. 
I thought I was someone who had it all sorted. That I had things figured out, that I had myself figured out. I am so shaken. What is home now?
What I want, what I so desperately need, is comforted and nothing, nothing, is comforting me. Nothing is consoling me. 
And the worst thing, maybe, is that I have to keep acting okay when I’m so clearly not. And for what? What and who am I doing this for because, fuck, it’s actually not helping me get what I want. Who I need. Where I need to be.
I’ve been getting so distracted. Letting myself run away with the games I play to pass the time and losing my way. When the shit hits the fan, I know what I truly need to do. I wish I was so determined the rest of the time.

replace one word of your url with bitch

satsekhem:

khydeshret:

electronicforest:

e-nomine-lux-ferous:

little-hylian-witch:

queenofvanillasparkles:

Queenofbitchsparkles

I like this…

little-bitch-witch
O u O Yeeeee~

E Nomine Bitch. 

electronicbitch

Translating it into English: “bitch of the desert”

In translation: daughter of the bitch[y] one.

abitchbitch

barefootawareness:

There are so many fruits you haven’t tasted

so many beautiful songs you have not discovered

spices you’ve never heard of 

and intriguing conversations you haven’t had 

there are oceans you have not felt 

and plants you’ve never seen

books you’ve never read

and souls your heart has not touched

this Earth is incredible.