(Source: slzk)
did you know that teachers are instructed to get in between two boys in an altercation and break their eye contact because boys will disengage once the immediate situation is interrupted but they’re instructed to like never ever get in between two girls in a fight because girls wont stop after they lose sight and will actively try to go through whatever’s in between them and teachers are supposed to wait for security to break the shit apart
teenage girls will fuck your shit up
don’t try to be friends with me i am not a good person
idontcareaboutfinishingcollege:
i guess it’s been one of those weeks
I hate all of those “every size is beautiful” things. That doesn’t mean I think everyone should be stick thin, but it’s not ok to be fat. Fat is overweight. Overweight is unhealthy. Unhealthy isn’t beautiful. DONT YELL AT ME BC I AM NOT TRYING TO…
Totally agree
(Source: enidsinferno)
this comment speaks to my soul
poetry
I think it’s worth mentioning how much I love the band Good Luck, wow.
Let me tell you something about today. Today was the hottest day of the year in New Jersey, I woke up sweating despite air conditioning because it was 95 degrees. Now, i did what any logical person would do and I put on my favorite pair of shorts so i wouldn’t be sweating throughout the day.
Even in my shorts i was sweating my balls off but I went through half of my day as normal, no boys stared at my ass or tried to grope me in public yet when i went to the the cafeteria a teacher told me to go to the office because he finds my shorts inappropriate. I head down to the office to find a group of girls wearing shorts and skirts sitting in a small room in the office, we where all ordered to call our parents or to change into the clothes they had offered us from the school store. These items of clothing included sweatpants and a large heavy sweatshirt. I obviously refused to where those because it was 95 degrees and when you are sweating the key to cool down is NOT to put on more clothes. They told me I would have to stay in that room the whole day if it came down to it.
I was able to leave the office when my friend gave me a pair of yoga pants. The man who made me go down to the office brought down several other girls as I was leaving, at this point they didn’t care how long the shorts where they just sent everyone who was wearing a pair down. They warned me that if I put my shorts back on they would right me up.
I put them back on anyway because just walking down the hallway in those yoga pants made me faint, dizzy,and extremely hot. Thats the main issue, it is hot enough for people to pass out in school but to the school system they would rather a girl suffer from a heat stroke then to have a boy become turned on. My shorts don’t say “COme fuck me in the middle of class” they say,”Its warm out”
The sexualizing of innocent students is not okay
Risking students health is not okay
and tHE LACK OF FEMINISM IN THE SCHOOL SYSTEM WILL NEVER BE OKAY
Today was literally horrible
I hate our school so much
how in the fuck is this funny and relatable u fuckin psychopath
Which letter of the alphabet has the most water?
The C
I FUCKING GET IT NOW IT TOOK ME LIKE 20 MINS
john green takes a shower
john clean
john green eats a bean burrito
john bean
john green loses weight
john lean
john green finds inner peace
john serene
john green killed augustus waters
john mean
john green abandons his children
john winchester
YOU MOTHERFUCKER
i feel like the doctor and clara are going to have this awkward “post-mistake-sex”-style moment after this timestream thing is all said and done
like
“okay so who you were. cool. so…”
“breakfast?”
“…yeah. breakfast.”
and then they just sort of sit there and don’t actually do anything because their minds are too blown and they don’t
know
what
to do now
Reminder that what the Once-ler chose to do with all his money was build a place where he’d fit in.
Where everyone would have everything they could possibly need
Just like he didn’t.
Where people sang and danced all the time
So he wouldn’t be doing it alone.
And he’d be the centre of attention
Without being the object of ridicule.
That was his dream, and with all the money in the world, he built a place where he’d be happy.
And he never got to see it.