ithrowshadenotbricks:

s-t-a-r-b-oyy:

sotheycallmeaaron:

luxxixx:

sarahandmexx:

ithrowshadenotbricks:

newbeyonceinthemaking:

sotheycallmeaaron:

I love when brands throw shade and I love it even more that it’s Kylie Jenner

OKAY, BUT THEY SHADED HER LACK OF TALENT AND HER SHITTY, PROBLEMATIC FIT TEA PROMOTIONS ALL IN ONE TWEET. I’M GAGGING. 

LMAO

Does Kylie not have a PR team? Did no one tell her that bragging about how she doesn’t need a job would get her dragged? She seriously stepped right into this one…

Shout out to Good&Co for not taking her shit. Hopefully this gets them some good press.

EDIT: Just so you guys know, Good&Co is actually a really great app/company. They helped me figure out my interests and get placed with a job that I actually like. They also help with online, work from home jobs. I’d recommend it to anyone who’s in between jobs or just wants some direction. Click here to check it out!

^^^I second this opinion, Good & Co is great!

I love the fact that Kylie’s drag is indirectly helping people in need. It warms my petty heart.

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lameorgy:

when my friends ask me for money 

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coffeebuddha:

absentlyabbie:

should i be in bed? yes

am i? hell no

should i be in bed? no

am i? hell yes

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gaylyonthedaily:

I wonder what it’s like to feel emotionally stable for an entire day

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difficultsuggestions:

Blocking the people who hurt you on social media isn’t weak or immature. You dont have to make yourself misersble for someone else.

(via areolahoe)

when the conversations are growing shorter, they’re getting longer elsewhere.

lonniiii:

nudevice:

shimonasays:

This.

When they no longer give a fuck about your attention , they getting it elsewhere 💯

I feel this one .

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freejimmer:

college is not fun or better than high school everyone is lying like ya u go to mad parties but when u in the middle of taking shots you’ll remember that online quiz that was due 5 minutes ago and then just sit there and stare at the ground the rest of the night

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Quotes from The Love Whisperer Blog
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It’s funny how when you finally get over someone, you start seeing them in a whole new perspective. It’s like you’re looking at them through the eyes of your best friend, and you realize, he’s nothing special. He’s just another ordinary boy.

F. Scott Fizgerald  (via simona-miruna)

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There are all types of love in this world but never the same love twice.

gabbyzvolt25:

bi-est-witch-of-middleearth:

kittenwiskers:

writing-prompt-s:

You’re in charge of assigning every child on Earth the monster under their bed. One child in particular has caused every monster assigned to him/her to quit. You decide to assign yourself.

Case: #273402
Status: Disastrous.

I stare at the file and realize I have no options, over the last 2 years every monster assigned to Charlotte Dower has quit, every last one. Her first monster; a giant goldfish-faced humanoid named Bubba, had been with her for four years, and then she wasn’t scared of him anymore. After that it was a string of different common, uncommon, and rare monsters… I even assigned a sentient sock monster to her. He came back crying!
I look on my tablet, only one assignable monster left; myself. Field work has never been my cup of tea, but desperate times call for desperate measures. So at 8:03 pm, after Mrs. Gideon tucks in Charlotte and her little brother Daniel; I slither into the space beneath Charlotte’s bed.
Across the room underneath Daniel’s crib is a rookie, Chico, a standard Creep kind of monster.
I turn my attention to the bed above me, Charlotte is still awake but barely, I reach up over the bed and run an ice cold finger over her cheek, silence, so I do it again.
“I’m not afraid of you monster!” She whispers, but her voice is shaking. I can see a small clock on the wall 8:14, a door somewhere in the house slams and there is an audible hitch of breath from above me. A few minutes go by I can hear Francis Gideon yelling at his wife. There are heavy footsteps on the stairs, and loud panting breaths, Charlotte scrambles off the bed and…
She. CRAWLS. Under. The. Bed. With. Me.
“Move. Over!” Charlotte hisses at me. I do.
The door to the bedroom slams open and I smell the stench of human intoxicants before the man even steps inside.
I know why Charlotte isn’t afraid of any of my monsters; she’s afraid of her own.
Francis reaches a hand under the bed and I thrust my wrist into it, he starts to pull, I slither out.
“What the…” I cut Francis’s next words off by unfolding to my full 12 foot height. Looming over the drunken man I caress my cold fingers down his face.
“If you ever touch, scare, or harm my child again, I will find you, and I will do the same to you, for all eternity.” I promise to him.
As Francis runs from the room he soils himself.
I pull Charlotte from under the bed, tuck her back under her covers and kiss her forehead goodnight. “I’ll be back tomorrow night, sleep well darling.”
Charlotte Dower is my child, I am the monster under her bed.

WELL GODAMN, WE HAVE OURSELVES A WINNER

Holy shit I’m gonna cry that’s beautiful.

(via ruinedchildhood)

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the-movemnt:

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