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This is my friend Sam and I.

We go to a private boarding school in Lake Tahoe, California.

Sam is pan-sexual and myself, well, I am a bit confused of who I am at the moment.

Last night, our school had a formal dinner and I asked Sam to be my date a week ago, he said yes!

The night of the formal dinner, Sam asked our assistant headmaster if he could wear a dress, he said no before he had even finished the question. When Sam and I showed up to the dinner, we were holding hands and I was also holding the roses Sam had gave to me. Sam was wearing mascara and lipstick. Our assistant headmaster freaked out and told Sam if he didn’t get the makeup off, he would be in massive trouble. Sam and I went back to the room to get his makeup off and came back down. The whole night, he was telling us how bizarre and weird we were. The night ended and the morning rose. We both have our first class of Friday with our assistant headmaster. He told the both of us if our relationship went any further, he would take us behind the barn and beat us. He also told us if we were in public school, we would have our dicks chopped off by other kids. After an entire period of being teased, Sam and I got together and thought we needed to do something about this. So here I am, Julien Nicol, 15 years old, asking for your help to spread this around and have it know that California allows private schools to discriminate against people with certain sexual preferences.

Signal boost the fuck out of this.

How fucking dare he?!

He has no right to say that

What the fuck is wrong with our education system

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PUSSY GAME TOO STRONG EVEN FOR THE DEVIL.

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we-are-ravers:

You cant really explain raving u just live it, you just kind of learn as you go, but ill try. Two kinda of people go to raves one that goes to roll and one that goes for the people and music. When you go to a rave its a new environment, you can sense love, and that people actually care for one another (depending on the venue some are filled with more mainstream people who don’t even know anything about the dj/producer they are listening to). You can be any race, any sexuality, just anything and people dont care, the music brings us together, you forget things your just alive and happy for a few hours or days. The best way i can explain PLUR is being one with everything, treating everyone with love and kindness 

Peace, Love, Unity, and Respect. But as is true with everything in the world, nothing can be simply put. PLUR. is a lifestyle, a state of mind, and an outlook on life.
Better explanation 
Picture it: the music is pumping, the lights are shooting through the smoke filled room, ur body moves as if taken over by the beat, u look around, u smile and realize that at that second every person in the room with u is your best friend. There is no judgement, no worries, nothing but a solid beat, a good vibe, and the knowledge that everyone around you truly understands what it is to be at peace with everyone else. They are willing to love anyone for who they are without judgement. You can feel the unity that comes from knowing that you are truly above all worries. And you realize that everyone, including yourself, respects everyone and everything around them. Then you realize the music is hoppin, the people are groovin, and u and everyone around u have entered a world most people can only dream of.

That’s PLURand once it takes u over u will never be the same. It is the anthem of the raver, and the ideal by which we operate. It is a conscious choice to accept, love, and respect everyone around us, including those who would laugh at our principles and ideals. It is the strength which keeps us in our constantly happy mood, and it gives us the strength to persevere in a world which judges a book simply by its cover, not even taking the time to understand the beauty that lies on the inside.
Plur, feeling the love, music, happiness, etc
by buzzbuzz09 April 13, 2010
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This is beautiful. And on the topic of sleepovers and kids getting stuck in uncomfortable situations: My mom and I had a code, ever since my first sleepover. I would always call home to say goodnight, and if I asked “How is the cat doing?”, it meant that I wasn’t comfortable and I wanted her to pick me up. I did use this code a few times, and whenever I did, my mom came up with the excuses for me. I was never stuck at a sleepover I didn’t want to be at - and as a child with anxiety and social phobia, this was a great system.

posts like these are the reason i love tumblr

Once, I was at a friend’s birthday party, and they began to play strip poker and 7 minutes in heaven and immature stuff like that. I am the biggest virgin that you’ve ever known, so I pretended like my phone was vibrating, punched in my mom’s speed dial, and when she answered, I said “Hey mom, whatcha need? *Pause* oh, okay. So I have to come home now? Yeah, sorry, I’ll clean my room right when I get there. *pause* ten minutes? Okay, that works. See ya.” and she understood exactly what I wanted, and she came and picked me up, and even scolded me in front of my friends for ‘not cleaning my room’. I’ve used this so many times, it isn’t funny. My mom is so understanding each time.

And now I must hug my mother and post 5 million mom appreciation posts.

(hugs this)

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meowgon:

kinginthewest:

it’s just like, why are there cat emojis for loads of emotions as well as normal humans emojis

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like, when do i need to express these emotions… but as a cat

they’re not for you… they’re for ME

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