confusedcatsagainstfeminism:

I’m anti-feminist because I don’t understand why CAT-CALLING is inappropriate.

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Confused Cats Against Feminism is a project of We Hunted the Mammoth

Tomorrow I’ll be stronger, running colourful, no longer just in black and white

(via robertdeniro)

simplypotterheads:

To celebrate Speak Your Own Language day, a (very shortened) list of Potterwords and their French translation.

simplypotterheads:

To celebrate Speak Your Own Language day, a (very shortened) list of Potterwords and their French translation.

(via flopsyharry)

burgrs:

"as a straight male, i ppbppbpttt hhptpphhptpp hpbptpphptppthpbbphbh"

(via aquus)

mynameistrolly:

diggly:

IS THAT DOG TEACHING A HUMAN PUPPY TO CRAWL

human puppy
mynameistrolly:

diggly:

IS THAT DOG TEACHING A HUMAN PUPPY TO CRAWL

human puppy
mynameistrolly:

diggly:

IS THAT DOG TEACHING A HUMAN PUPPY TO CRAWL

human puppy

mynameistrolly:

diggly:

IS THAT DOG TEACHING A HUMAN PUPPY TO CRAWL

human puppy

(via sagetheseer)

theofficialbillclinton:


not-blonde:

Winona Ryder in high school
“I was wearing an old Salvation Army shop boy’s suit. As I went to the bathroom I heard people saying, ‘Hey, faggot’. They slammed my head into a locker. I fell to the ground and they started to kick the shit out of me. I had to have stitches. The school kicked me out, not the bullies.“Years later, I went to a coffee shop and I ran into one of the girls who’d kicked me, and she said, ‘Winona, Winona, can I have your autograph?’ And I said, ‘Do you remember me? Remember in seventh grade you beat up that kid?’ And she said, ‘Kind of’. And I said, ‘That was me. Go fuck yourself.’”

this my town an the ppl ain’t much better now than they used to be

theofficialbillclinton:

not-blonde:

Winona Ryder in high school

“I was wearing an old Salvation Army shop boy’s suit. As I went to the bathroom I heard people saying, ‘Hey, faggot’. They slammed my head into a locker. I fell to the ground and they started to kick the shit out of me. I had to have stitches. The school kicked me out, not the bullies.

“Years later, I went to a coffee shop and I ran into one of the girls who’d kicked me, and she said, ‘Winona, Winona, can I have your autograph?’ And I said, ‘Do you remember me? Remember in seventh grade you beat up that kid?’ And she said, ‘Kind of’. And I said, ‘That was me. Go fuck yourself.’”

this my town an the ppl ain’t much better now than they used to be

(via beautiful-cold)

katara:

everything always happens so much

(via perks-of-being-chinese)