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a serious fucking problem in society that needs to be stopped immediately
you need to just stop listening to them, believe me i know it’s REALLY hard. but the more you practice it every day, the easier it gets. when i was younger, all i was ever told was “pluck your eyebrows, shave your legs, wear a bra, wait why wear a bra when you have no boobs?” and the ever popular one right now, since i’m turning 22 in two more weeks is “Why are you so short?!”
there’s NOTHING you can do that they won’t turn back their comments. if you wear shorts, they’ll tease you about your legs, they’ll tell you you’re a slut, they’ll do everything in the book. then when you wear pants, they’ll tease you about that too! And it’s not even women (though yes it is mostly women) my brother gets the same crap. He loves his long hair, he feels comfortable. and all the time he gets told he’s a woman, that he should cut if off, blah blah blah. and he won’t do it because that’s not what he wants. but he gets told to shave his beard, and when he does they tell him he looked better with facial hair. He wears glasses, gets told he shouldn’t wear them, so he’ll wear his contacts and they’ll tell him his eyes are too big.
It doesn’t matter what you do, there is a critic where ever you go. They are orobably being teased so they take it out on you. They probably think they have entitlement to you, but they really fucking don’t. Doesn’t matter if this is your parent, your sibling, your friends, NO BODY has any rights to your body but YOU. ignore them. some day they will go away, i promise.
I DONT CARE WHAT KIND OF BLOG YOU HAVE
EVERYONE NEEDS A DANCING FESTIVE CARLTON
“And so the little lamb and his mama live happily ever after,” the girl finished reading her story aloud to the creature beside her. Hopeful orbs of blue glistened as she cocked her head up at him. “Didya like that, Mister Boogey?”
No response from underneath the black coat. She frowned, teetering off her seat ever so slowly before her tiny feet reached the ground.
“Mister Boogey?” she asked again, gripping the corners of the dark trench coat. When nothing responded, she slowly peeled it open, revealing the coat rack on which he had been perched. Where had he gone?
The little girl shrunk back, upset that her friend had left without a word. She curled up in her chair, clutching the book tightly in case he came back to hear the rest of the tale. Suddenly, a soft wind blew through the empty room, but before she could turn to see what had caused it, she was swept up in darkness.
“Gotcha,” the creature chuckled, cradling her close to him.
The child squeal with laughter most contagious, pleased of his return.
“I thought you left!” She gave a pout, looking up at his shadowy face.
“Why, my dear, I’d never leave you. I am your guardian after all, am I not?” The monster gave her a toothy smile. “And I will always be your Boogeyman.”
Tumblr: the only site that can turn something so terrifying into something utterly adorable
Then obviously you never saw the movie Don’t Look Under the Bed.
Besides, in the third picture, it looks like she’s tugging at the coat, wanting it to come to life. In the last picture, I swear I saw a smile.
This is awesome, the story is exactly how I saw the photoset
i wish i had a super tight-knit group of friends that i fought crime with
i wish i had a super tight-knit group of friends that i committed crimes with
i wish i had a super tight group of criminals that i knitted with
Wonder Woman (2009)
Wonder Woman, KILLING it. See, THIS is why they can’t make a Wonder Woman movie, because Wonder Woman is not putting up with your bullshit, and they KNOW they’d get ripped to shreds if they did her dirty.
Diana, my Queen.
For the ancient Celts, the white hart was a harbinger of doom, a living symbol that some taboo has been transgressed or a moral law broken. The white hart’s reputation improved in Arthurian legends, where its appearance was a sign to Arthur and his knights that it was time to embark on a quest - it was considered the one animal that could never be caught so it came to symbolise humanity’s never-ending pursuit of knowledge and the unattainable.