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~ ZT; 4/20/12 <3

~Still Grateful after all these years~ <3 (~);}

RIP Mom; Not a day goes by you aren't on my mind. <3
RIP Gemma; The best cat I could have ever asked for. My babygirl forever<3

Bracelet I jut made for the lovely @kdr1015 💜❤️💚

Bracelet I jut made for the lovely @kdr1015 💜❤️💚

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brianmalik:

if i sigh loudly enough will all of my problems go away 

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Zachary lee 💜💜💜💜

Zachary lee 💜💜💜💜

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“I’m attracted to the extreme light and the extreme dark. I’m interested in the human condition and what makes people tick. I’m interested in the things people try to hide.” - Johnny Depp                                

“I’m attracted to the extreme light and the extreme dark. I’m interested in the human condition and what makes people tick. I’m interested in the things people try to hide.” - Johnny Depp                                

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"Have you ever heard the phrase cockblocking? You know, you’re at a bar, talking to a girl, and what happens? Her less attractive friend comes over and ruins everything. Cockblock. Well I have to tell you something guys: I have been the less attractive friend, and you were NOT cockblocked. I was following orders from my better-looking friend that she did not wanna fuck you. …Girls have two signals for their friends: ‘I’m gonna fuck him’ and ‘HELP.’"

Amy Schumer [x] (via rashaka)

The number of “get me out of here” tactics women have developed and shared to help each other escape from overly-insistent-to-borderline-predatory dudes in public places should probably be enough evidence of the existence of rape culture all on its own.

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YES

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I especially like how, in the majority of cases, you don’t have to verbally communicate what your signals are to other women. I’ve had women I didn’t even know come save me. Literally every woman recognizes the “Dear god, help me” facial expression, and knows exactly what they should do. We don’t get a handbook for this. We don’t have a sit-down nail polish party where we talk about a standardized woman code for preventing creepers. It’s just part of being a woman.

BUT LOL RAPE CULTURE DOESN’T EXIST.

(via eastberlin)

Yup. I’ve definitely taken strangers by the arm and pulled her aside to go, “Oh my GOD it’s you! How ARE YOU?!? It’s been so long!” and then been like “hey I could overhear that guy who wouldn’t leave you alone so I figured I’d give you an out” and then see their VISIBLY RELIEVED expressions. This is part of girl code, because rape culture is that pervasive.

(via thebicker)

I once had a girl sit on my lap and say “hey baby” after she witnessed a guy (who was easily 20+ years older than me) hitting on me and harassing me for my number even after I told him I was taken. After he got up and left she asked if I was okay. I couldn’t thank her enough times, I even bought her a drink.

(via castielsmiles)

When I was 16 years old, I went to a club with my mother to see a band perform. The part of the club where the concert was taking place was too hot and crowded, and I broke away from it before I had a full anxiety attack, though I was still visibly shaken. As I sat down at the bar, with my clearly marked under-18 hand stamp, an older man sat down next to me and started talking about how much nicer concerts were in his home country. He kept trying to offer me drinks, even though I already had a cup of ice. He would not leave me alone, even after I pointed out my hand stamp. Said that he preferred younger girls. I started to panic again.

A woman that was about 6’1” came over, grabbed me, and about screamed, “Girlfriend! I lost you in the crowd! Come on, your dad’s outside to get us!” She dragged me outside of the club, gave me a hug, and left. I ended up ditching my mum and actually calling my dad to pick me up.

Never ignore the ‘please help me’ face, ladies.

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I can’t tell you how many times I’ve done the rescue. Once, JUST ONCE, it turned out I misread the other woman’s expression and she actually knew the guy, but you know what? SHE STILL THANKED ME. Because that was once, out of I-lost-track many times.

I never not offer rescue. I’d rather look foolish or find out that it’s not necessary than to leave someone without an out.

Yup. I’ve been the rescue, and I’ve BEEN rescued… total strangers every time and every time it was exactly what was needed.

Also funny enough in nearly EVERY OTHER CONTEXT men insist they’re the ones who are wiser/smarter/etc and can pick up on subtle clues with human interaction. Apparently when he’s trying to get laid this is very suddenly not the case. Uh-huh. Sure. Never in my LIFE will I believe the average man can’t tell the woman isn’t interested… he just doesn’t give a shit.

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I cannot tell you how accurate this is. It happens multiple times a night.

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guy:

me trying to get hmwk done

guy:

me trying to get hmwk done

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ibrandster:

i think of this whenever i buy anything over $10

ibrandster:

i think of this whenever i buy anything over $10

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beautyandterrordance:

Vincent’s wife of 17 years Coral Browne, died of breast cancer two days after Vincent Price’s 80th birthday in 1991. A memorial service was held at London’s Farmers Church in the autumn, but Vincent’s own frail health made it impossible for him to attend.
Director John Schlesinger read a letter written by the grieving husband:
"Dear John:
When I was courting Coral, the first gift she gave me was a photo of herself simply signed, “Remember Coral” — not really a challenge as the problem was, how could you forget her? I’ve come to believe remembering someone is not the highest compliment — it is missing them. I find I miss every hour of Coral’s life — I miss her morning cloudiness, noon mellowness, evening brightness. I miss her in every corner of our house, every crevice of my life. In missing her, I feel I’m missing much of life itself. Over her long illness, as I held her hand or stroked her brow, or just lay still beside her, it was not the affectionate contact we’d known as we wandered down the glamorous paths we’d been privileged to share in our few years together; we were marching towards the end of our time and we both knew it. But, in our looks, our smiles, the private, few, soft-spoken word, there was hope of other places, other ways, perhaps, to meet again.
One fact of Coral I’ll always miss, her many, many devoted friends — many here, today, in this beautiful church, celebrating her life more than mourning her death, and missing the liveliness of her wit, her personal beauty, her outgoing self. I love them all for loving her. Many of you have shared more of her life than I have, but that very private and intense passion for her is mine alone.
She survived that last long year on the love of her friends, their caring and concern — and very especially yours, dear John. I miss you all, and though we may not meet as often, nor in the great good company of my wife, you are in my memory locked.
All my love,
Vincent”, via greggorysshocktheater.

beautyandterrordance:

Vincent’s wife of 17 years Coral Browne, died of breast cancer two days after Vincent Price’s 80th birthday in 1991. A memorial service was held at London’s Farmers Church in the autumn, but Vincent’s own frail health made it impossible for him to attend.

Director John Schlesinger read a letter written by the grieving husband:

"Dear John:

When I was courting Coral, the first gift she gave me was a photo of herself simply signed, “Remember Coral” — not really a challenge as the problem was, how could you forget her? I’ve come to believe remembering someone is not the highest compliment — it is missing them. I find I miss every hour of Coral’s life — I miss her morning cloudiness, noon mellowness, evening brightness. I miss her in every corner of our house, every crevice of my life. In missing her, I feel I’m missing much of life itself. Over her long illness, as I held her hand or stroked her brow, or just lay still beside her, it was not the affectionate contact we’d known as we wandered down the glamorous paths we’d been privileged to share in our few years together; we were marching towards the end of our time and we both knew it. But, in our looks, our smiles, the private, few, soft-spoken word, there was hope of other places, other ways, perhaps, to meet again.

One fact of Coral I’ll always miss, her many, many devoted friends — many here, today, in this beautiful church, celebrating her life more than mourning her death, and missing the liveliness of her wit, her personal beauty, her outgoing self. I love them all for loving her. Many of you have shared more of her life than I have, but that very private and intense passion for her is mine alone.

She survived that last long year on the love of her friends, their caring and concern — and very especially yours, dear John. I miss you all, and though we may not meet as often, nor in the great good company of my wife, you are in my memory locked.

All my love,

Vincent”, via greggorysshocktheater.

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atleastiamme:

ethiopienne:

Make Your Move is an effort from Missoula’s Intervention in Action Project, a group of community organizations dedicated to ending sexual violence. Its campaign’s goals are to: 1) Engage men and women as allies to prevent sexual violence by increasing awareness and education about the dynamics of sexual violence and 2) Encourage bystanders to foster healthy non-violent relationships and interrupt attitudes, language and actions that support sexual violence.

Reblogging this so hard

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leviathanrose:

like 98% of my problems would be solved if i stopped overthinking things and calmed the fuck down and stopped being such a panicky, anxious little shit

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ktrkradio:

Killing In The Name" | Rage Against the Machine

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psychedelic-psychiatrist:

Dilated Peoples


This is crazy intense

psychedelic-psychiatrist:

Dilated Peoples

This is crazy intense

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