There was never Beauty, without Melancholy

Never cry over someone who wouldn't waste their time crying over you// Laugh as much as you breathe

Family is forever,
16/vancity/saveyourself

kaniethiio:

"sexuality is a choice"

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"women wouldn’t get raped if they didn’t wear revealing clothes"

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"there are only two genders"

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"i’m not trying to be sexist/racist, but.."

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"a/bi/pansexuality isn’t real"

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"gay people shouldn’t have children"

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"i don’t want to be friends with a gay person, they could hit on me"

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"you can’t identify with the gender you want to be, only the one you were born with"

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You tried to change, didn’t you? Closed your mouth more, tried to be softer, prettier, less volatile, less awake…You can’t make homes out of human beings. Someone should have already told you that.

Warsan Shire (via gore-pop)

always loved this one

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i risked my life for these pictures you nerds better appreciate them

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diarycrux:

"I find it funny how all these girls are watching the World Cup but don’t know a single position other than goalie lol"

that’s funny because your girl told me you don’t know a single position other than missionary so sit the fuck down and shut your dipshit mouth

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When I was 16, I had a fake I.D. and decided to go to a gay bar by myself because some friends bailed on me. While there, an older gentleman bought me a drink. He wasn’t a creeper, and he definitely wasn’t unattractive. I accepted the drink and began talking to him. No big deal. As the hour progressed, I felt myself feeling strange. I mentioned that I felt like I had a headache, and this guy helped guide me out of the bar. As we were walking down the street, the thought of, ‘Oh god, he’s drugged me, I’m going to die’ came to my head. I tried to get away, but I was so drugged up that I could barely walk, let alone speak. It also didn’t help that I had really large ‘goth’ platform shoes because I was going through a phase. Anyway, this guy brought me to his suv and began undressing me. As a final act of defiance, I hit him over the head with my platform shoe. He then punched me, and I remember thinking, ‘Why don’t they ever give workshops to gay guys about being victims of rape too?’ While I was as careful as possible, I never saw the guy slip something in the drink. I even watched the bar tender make the drink. Anyway, I lied there completely paralyzed while this pervert was lubing up. I locked eyes with his for a moment, and that’s when it happened. A very large and angry drag queen opened the door of the vehicle and beat the shit out of my attempted rapist. She and her other drag friends helped dress and care for me while the police arrived. I was saved by a group of guardian drag queens. They were basically the modern day ‘angels from heaven.’

sexual-phan:

hunter-avenger-consulter-grimm:

jawnn-locked:

visiovisusvidere:

sonicghost:

milesjai:

videk:

welcome-to-the-sinners-ball:

imgayitsok:

God bless drag queens.

I will always reblog this

Whenever drag queens are present, you best believe they will save the fuckin day.

Oh fuck yes.

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If this isn’t on your blog I’m judging you.

Every time a bell rings, a drag queen gets his wings.

God bless drag queen omg

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nofoodnolove:

nohetero:

hahrys:

boys moaning is basically the hottest thing a guy can do besides give you neck kisses

I’m more aroused by them giving me large sums of money, personally

TRU

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