albinoeyelash:

Dog. Cat. Fox.

I think I just died a little inside.

beyaaaaahh:

Most people never stop until they find someone they can just be with — watch reruns of TV shows they hate in ratty pajamas, have stupid arguments with about who forgets to say ‘good night’ more, have great make up sex with, and take stupid webcam photos with that make you smile whenever you go through them one boring night. We all look for that someone regardless of how willing we are to admit it. We’re wired that way; we’re programmed to look for that worn-in comfort in someone else’s body heat.

And I’ve figured it out, I think, why I do it. I think it’s because I constantly have to deal with the fact that I’m not as special as I was led to believe through years of misguided parenting, because there’s always going to be someone funnier or prettier or nicer or smarter than I am. Because sometimes I spend the entire day taking all of this out on people who don’t deserve it, because I can be very horrible and impatient, because sometimes I genuinely take pleasure in someone else’s pain. And that’s bad, I know, but the worst thing is I know all of this and I never do something about it.

And then at the end of the day, I realize that what I look for is someone who will be with me — really be with me — despite me being the most untalented, the moodiest, and the most despicable person that I can be. I want someone who will tell me that maybe I could be crossing some lines and that I should just calm the fuck down, because there’s always a way out. And even when that’s the most unlikely thing ever, just hearing that would be enough.

And maybe I’m not going to save the impoverished kids in Africa, maybe I’m not going to invent the cure for cancer, or see the Himalayas. Maybe I’m never going to leave this small town I live in, maybe I’ll never figure out what I really want to do with my life, or maybe my mom will always see me as a disappointment.

But the nicest thing about this, about this whole two-way deal that people often like to have, is that there’s that one idiot who would be willing to deal with all these maybes with me. And it won’t always be peachy, and one day we’ll even end up hating each other probably, but nothing beats knowing someone who would go through hell and back for me, and knowing complacently that I’d be willing to do the same for him as well.

prufrocking:

Caught up in the heat of the moment with this KONY 2012 debacle, and if there’s one good thing Invisible Children has done, it’s that it’s made the youth more aware of a pressing situation happening in Central Africa. Even if did do that by turning it into a gimmick.

I don’t doubt the sincerity of its supporters, but I do think that while as a viral campaign, it stands successful, its effectivity and long-term effects are still questionable at best. I’m not too well-read on the subject matter but I’ve found these accounts by Daniel Solomon and Mark Kersten on familiarizing with the essential troubling aspects of IC’s Stop Kony 2012 campaign.

This account also put things into perspective with regards to the sensationalism and problematic delivery of IC’s message.

However, just because Invisible Children is going wrong about helping Uganda doesn’t mean there aren’t alternatives to helping resolve the issue. The Resolve is, for starters, an alternative striving towards a similar goal; but take action with caution: if you’ll read the linked articles you’ll know the trouble with charity funds and non-sustainability.

The moral of the story: information before action.

loveyourchaos:

we are not our failures

kaseumi-appa:

jasonmccannissosexy:

dsexynerd:

pixieeduust:

blackguysforever:

people that actually don’t reblog this

:O

 don’t ignore this folks.. where do you think you’ll be after death? come on, think.. your soul isn’t going to another being or animal, either Heaven or hell..

You do realize there are people that don’t believe in “God”, right? So yeah I don’t love “God” more than Tumblr. Sorry but i don’t……

I tried to hold it in, but I’m sorry, I can’t anymore. Things like these piss me off to no end. Really? Do I have to reblog every single one of these just to prove how much of a Catholic I am? Does God really use my Tumblr to measure my faith? No.

I was raised in a Catholic institution. Jesuit, to be more specific. We were taught that love and faith in God is expressed in actions and prayer, not likes and reblogs. I’m sorry, but posts like these, to me, are complete nonsense. Sure, you can express your love for God in your posts, but having to put “Reblog this” makes it so stupid for me. If I don’t reblog it, does it mean I don’t love God? That I’m not Catholic? That I’m atheist?

And for the record, Roman Catholicism is not the only religion in the world. There are actually people here who believe in Allah, Buddah, or don’t believe in a god at all and there’s nothing you can do about that. Posts like these make it look like me and these people are douchebags and idiots. 

Seriously.

^^I AM SO HAPPY SOMEONE FINALLY SAID THIS OUT LOUD.

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LIPSCHITZ 

LIPSCHITZ THAT FUCKING CHILD SHRINK ON THE RUGRATS FUUU. 

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Sleep fetish, yo. I like writing about being in bed, too, and I don’t (always) mean intercourse.

aquafire:

And so what if I listen to K-pop? Just because it may be a little overrated and overexposed does not give you the right to judge me based on my music taste. God. People have got to stop being so shallow. Let others like what they want to like, damn it. 

I’m proud of being a K-pop fan, really. What I’m even more proud of is that I could appreciate the widest range of music, from classical, to hard rock, to indie, to rap, to mainstream, and yes, to K-pop. Being music elitist does not make you cool, okay?