It’s not about men or women.
Nobody should ever hit anyone.
Nobody should ever rape anyone.
Nobody should ever murder anyone.
Nobody should ever beat anyone.
Nobody should ever threaten anyone.
Nobody should ever insult anyone.
Nobody should ever make anyone uncomfortable.
Nobody should ever touch anyone without their consent.
Nobody should ever steal from anyone.
Nobody should ever humiliate anyone.
it looks like he just popped out of a pokeball omg
Or out of one of those giant birthday cakes.
Like everyone is stood around at the party and the cake gets wheeled in and everyone starts singing..
“Happy Birthday to y-“
“…Are you the stripper?”
“…I am a God you dull creature.”
*casually brushes cake frosting off cape*
This caption. I can’t. I need this because reasons.
Your wish… My two hours down the drain.
OMFG it got better
This is really powerful.
Oh my god, this is such a perfect way to make a statement.
Reblogging this again because it’s so fucking good
this is fucking amazing
i’ll never not reblog
It is the civic duty of a female to reblog this, regardless of blog style.
a happy couple might’ve got married today
someone might’ve kissed his best friend and realized they was gay today
someone might’ve found out they were officially cancer free today
someone might’ve finally finished their debut novel today
lots of interesting things might’ve happening today
we should celebrate
my friends sister was telling me about how in highschool a guy tried to take a picture up her skirt as she was walking up stairs and she saw, grabbed his phone, broke it in half, and handed it back to him and said “you can tell your mom why your phones broken”
for a second I forgot about flip phones and I was like how in the holy hell did she rip a phone in half
I love that feeling you get when you don’t remember that you’re reading. When you’re so captured by a book that you forget you’re reading the words. All you see is the descriptions and conversations that being to play out like a movie in your head. You don’t even think about it. Then before you know it, you’ve read 100 pages without realizing it. That’s probably the best feeling in the world.