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im not interested in glory through combat anymore. i do not want to be a part of this shit.
on the battlefield again
(via henryclervals)
get in babe we’re 30 year old women we’re having formative experiences that our teenage years denied us
(via senatortedcruz)
in the contemporary world, the most fundamental human right - and, it often seems, the least protected one - is “being both Allowed and Able to go Somewhere Else.” the rest is commentary.
the torments of prison are predicated on Not Letting You Leave. the most terrifying and degrading aspects of childhood are predicated on Not Letting You Leave. misogynists wail and moan and fearmonger about divorce and equal opportunity employment because they Allow Wife To Leave. borders and immigration restrictions exist, in no small part, to Prevent People From Leaving countries where they will be exploited and/or oppressed. fuck you for trying to leave. fuck you for exerting any control over your life whatsoever. that makes you the one at fault, actually.
(via roycohn)
it’s totally wild to see all these people in the hockey show fandom (which my twitter algorithm for some reason has decided to show me) trying to cancel françois arnaud bc he is 40 and potentially dating one of the hockey show leads who is 25 bc i’m like………girl IF ANYTHING that hockey show boy is PUNCHING UP bc there is one member of that potential couple who is kinda chopped and it is NOT françois arnaud
(via helenvaughans)
it must be so nice to date as a hetero man like you get to go on dates with the expectation that your partner is middlingly attractive well-groomed nice smelling moisturized and dressed nicely and nobody even calls you shallow over it meanwhile if you’re a woman and you’re like hmmm don’t care much for guys wearing sweatpants on the first date people act like the male suicide rate is entirely your doing lol
(via thelovelygods)
the thing is that if you remember that trump’s initial career ambition was to be a Broadway producer, everything else about him starts to make sense. he’s literally the evilest theater kid on the planet.
Hello tumblr, today was emotionally draining. Please reblog this and put in the tags something nice that happened to you.
kid’s team won the game!
I had strawberry mochi
(via franfinesheffield)