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Posted: 16 hours ago on 01/9/14 at 7:46pm [Reblog]

So I have to tye dye 20 shirts by roughly 10pm, and I won’t have the supplies til after 8..

That being said, any tye dyeing adivce??

Posted: 17 hours ago on 01/9/14 at 6:53pm [Reblog]
moon dust in your lungs
stars in your eyes

you are a child of the cosmos
and ruler of the skies

for em (via trenzalours)

Posted: 17 hours ago on 01/9/14 at 6:49pm [Reblog]
See what your followers think of you

Black: I would date you.
Green: I think you’re cute.
Blue: You are my tumblr crush.
Grey: I wish you would notice me.
Purple: I don’t talk to you but I really love your blog.
Teal: We have a lot in common.
Yellow: FUCK ME, LET’S FUCK.
Orange: I don’t like your blog.
Brown: I don’t like you.
Pink: I think you are unattractive.
Red: I hate you with a burning passion.
White: Marry me.

(Source: shaylakay1023)

Posted: 18 hours ago on 01/9/14 at 6:15pm [Reblog]

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Posted: 1 day ago on 31/8/14 at 11:02pm [Reblog]

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Posted: 1 day ago on 31/8/14 at 10:42pm [Reblog]

cupofteaorgtfo:

Better get my shit packed for Hogwarts the train leaves tomorrow

Posted: 1 day ago on 31/8/14 at 10:42pm [Reblog]

eeruhrah:

WHAT THIS IS SO CUTE❤️❤️

(Source: kenlovers)

Posted: 1 day ago on 31/8/14 at 10:39pm [Reblog]
survey #84 : bold what’s true

surveyhaven:

you are in college 
you are female 
you have a pretty good idea of what you want to do with your life 
you are short (under 5’4)
you text a lot 
you are single, but like someone 
you like a lot of different kinds of music 
you are close with your mom
you don’t have a job 
you have a horrible fear of bees 
you have quite a few guilty pleasures 
you don’t have many scars 
you stay up late 
you dye your hair 
you enjoy iced coffee
you drink occasionally 
you like to shop 
your grades are fairly good 
you are lazy 
you prefer facebook to myspace 
you are paranoid 
you have a dog 
you would consider going to law school
you would consider plastic surgery of some kind 
you are somewhat superstitious 
your first name is short (4 letters or less) 
you have/had a piercing other than ears 
you are not very athletic 
you watch a lot of television 
you also read a lot 
you get nervous easily 
you have blue eyes 
you are disorganized 
you feel that you are friendly 
you donate time or money to charitable organizations
you don’t hear very well 
you are pale 
you have a tumblr
people ask for your advice 
& you also ask for advice a lot 
you like sushi 
you’ve been out of the country 
you have a food allergy 
you sleep with a stuffed animal
summer is your favorite season 
your birthday is in the spring 
your parents are divorced 
you have moved multiple times 
people think you are funny
but you have a weird sense of humor 
you carry a purse 
you think a lot 
you meditate 
you seem shy, but only when you first meet someone 
you like parties 
something on your body hurts right now
you have a sensitive nose 
you often have strange dreams 
you are a bit on the hyper side

Posted: 1 day ago on 31/8/14 at 10:33pm [Reblog]

<p>Don’t look up, my love, there’s no war here. The girl on the train works with the peace corps and hanging right next to her backpack is bright pink mace. </p>

<p>Close your eyes when you get home, carry your mother’s best knife with you into the shower. Hold it in your shaky palm. Wait for your family to get home, keep it where you can get it, have it pointed in front of you like the prow of a ship. Cleave the air, wait for the moment when out of the closet or under the bed a man will grab you and use your empty house as an invitation, as asking for it.</p>

<p>Lock your car. Check the backseat before getting in. Don’t sit too long in parking lots. Don’t break down on the side of the road. Don’t get in a vehicle with people you don’t know. Don’t stand up straight, don’t hold your head up high. Don’t cry where someone could see.</p>

<p>Have 911 pre-dialed. Carry a pocket knife the way your brother does. He plays with his because he is a boy scout and he might have to use it. Yours is a weight and you are terrified for the day you will have to use it. Don’t panic when men stand too close to you, don’t breathe too deep, don’t look them in the eye - but don’t look weak, don’t look vulnerable, don’t show that you’re scared, but be scared.</p>

<p>Don’t marry him if he’s mean to his mother, if he’s mean to dogs, if he’s mean to waiters. It’s your fault if he is cruel, you should have seen it coming. Don’t kiss him if you’re drunk and not looking to follow up. Don’t give him the wrong idea. Don’t love him, it’s clingy. Don’t spurn him, it’s heartbreaking. </p>

<p>Let him catcall you from the safety of his four-wheel drive, don’t flip him off. Think about the girls that have died on the edge of the road. Let him trail slowly behind you so that the crunch of his tires matches the grind of your teeth. Get inside whatever building you can find. Hope the car doesn’t loop back around and follow you later. Sooner or later, one of the cars is going to loop back around and follow you later.</p>

<p>Don’t call yourself a feminist, you will become sick of explaining that you don’t hate men. Don’t call yourself a feminist, it’s seen as an attack. Don’t call yourself a feminist, you will hear more slurs against your person than if you had said you wanted to kill the president. Don’t call yourself a feminist, it’s dangerous to want something for yourself. Don’t call yourself a feminist. Hold fast to the idea that girls of all shapes and sizes and colors and bodies deserve the same things as everyone else, fight for it quietly - but don’t call yourself a feminist.</p>

<p>Don’t be like other girls, whatever that means. Don’t be one of those plastic girls. Don’t be one of those gamer girls. Don’t be one of those band geeks. Don’t be one of those hipsters. Don’t be one of those fangirls. If you can, don’t be.</p>

<p>Don’t look up. Don’t breathe. Don’t think. Don’t worry, my love, there’s no war here. It’s in some far-off distant country.</p>

Nothing to see here (part one) /// r.i.d (via mythaelogy)