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Welp
So much for thinking it over some more. XD I ended up going ahead and making a new personal, one that will hopefully see some more use. If you wish to continue to follow me, you can find it here.
As such, this blog is now officially an archive, and will no longer be in use.
Thank you to everyone who's followed me here, and I hope to see you on the new blog!
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Hmm
I haven't really done much with this blog lately; most of my attention has been on my rp blog. Of course, I keep finding things on my dash there that I want to reblog here, but I never get around to actually doing it, so those posts just sit in my likes and clog it up.
I'm starting to consider perhaps archiving this blog, and then making a side blog to my rp one to be my new personal.
Maybe. I dunno. I'll have to think about it some more.
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SHARE SHARE SHARE!
PLEASE SHARE SHARE SHARE All “sanctuary” cities in CA should be in the alert! From IDEAS UCLA:
‘In particular, remind the community that they have rights:
Do NOT open doors to any officials unless they have a warrant signed by a judge. If ICE says that they have one, do not open the door to see it, have them pass it under the door. If you are confronted with an ICE agent – remain SILENT. You have the right to remain silent and ICE can use anything that you say against you in your immigration case. Also, do NOT SIGN anything that ICE gives you. If you hear about ICE agents coming to anyone’s door – tell your neighbors. Text and call people to let them know that ICE is in the neighborhood. Tell them not to open their doors and to remain silent. Have a plan of action if a loved one is detained. Have the name of a trusted immigration attorney on hand. Have a plan for who could take care of minor children. Remember that if detained, you may be able to fight your case and get bail. Be especially careful in the morning. In our experience, raids happen more frequently in the morning, e.g. around the time that people go to work. ’
be safe yall
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IF YOU’VE NEVER HEARD THIS BEFORE, I FEEL SORRY FOR YOU HONESTLY (x)
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REBLOG IF YOU CONSIDER GENDERFLUID A REAL GENDER IDENTITY
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Cats That Need Your Attention The Exact Moment You Start Reading
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“They dined on mince, and slices of quince, Which they ate with a runcible spoon; And hand in hand, on the edge of the sand, They danced by the light of the moon…”
The Department of Unexpected Interspecies Friendship is seriously considering setting up a permanent satellite office in Japan. Their latest discovery is an inseparable pair made up of one Scottish Fold Kitten named Marimo and a Little Owl named Fuku. That’s right friends, these two are the makings of a real-life version of “The Owl and the Pussycat.”
This adorable pair live together at Hukulou Coffee, an owl-themed cafe in Osaka, Japan, along with a few more owls and sometimes a bunny friend too. They hang out on perches together looking cute as can be. But the best times are the cuddly shared naps and goodnight kisses:
Head over to the Hukulou Coffee Twitter feed for more photos of this awesomely sweet pair of furred and feathered friends.
[via RocketNews24]
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Any curse, chain mail, whatever reblog or you’ll ____ post.
Has now been broken. Enjoy your day/night as a free/safe human being~
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Ignorance
Education solves all ignorance.
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Please reblog. There is a text version of the suicide hotline. Help is out there. Stay strong. I’ve been there. Asking for help is NOT a sign of weakness. Stolen from ImgUr.
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So, I paint my nails pretty regularly these days. I also work as a barista/cashier pretty regularly these days. A few weeks back, I had a customer come in, a fairly typical, sheltered, suburban soccer mom, and she ordered a latte from me. She saw my brightly colored nails and said, “Wow, you’re so brave! My son asked me about painting his nails, and if it’s okay for boys to do that. Now I’ll tell him there’s a cool guy who does it too!” It was a nice moment, very cute.
Then, last week, she came in again, and said, “Hey, I’m so glad you’re here! I want you to meet someone!” She then brings her son forward, and says, “Okay sweetie, show him what you did!” And he throws his hands up, showing off his bright, sparkling blue nails. He shows them off, and I show mine off to him. He smiles. We fist bump.
Guys, I’ve only wanted to cry once at work before, and that was when someone ordered a large dry soy cappuccino on ice.
This time, though. This was a good cry.
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when someone cries because you said something nice to them, they’re someone who you need to protect because they haven’t seen enough kindness in the world.
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Animals that are unbelievably awesome.
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Reblog if you have changed your tumblr URL at least once during your time on the site.
This is a serious thing. Im curious how many people over the course of year(s) kept the same tumblr handle. A ton of the people I follow have changed their over time.
As far as I know Im one of the few who havent. Few being relative as there are millions of tumblr users. But yeah.
Social experiment.
If youve NEVER changed your URL Click Here
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oh cool look a new message!
wrong!
that bad boy right there is a virus.
yep, you hit that tempting little circle and you have a one way trip to virus-ville on the my computer is now crashed bus!
don’t click it
click it and your hacked.
click it and your computer dies.
click it and basically you’re scrwed.
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I need reblogs. I’m ready to stand up. LGBT announcement
Ok,
So a few of you may know my story but for those who don’t, prepare yourselves. I’m a lesbian, but I prefer the term gay. I came out to my Mom in september, she was quiet and didn’t have much to say. Something went down in January that I never like to repeat, but then being gay came back up. I was in her room, we talked, I told her again and she said she didn’t want to talk about it but I said I did because if not we would never start to talk again. We yelled
Stuff was said
Christianity was brought up
I backed out of my religion, I no longer identify as Christian.
I cried
a lot
I was hurt
She took all of my passwords, has all of my accounts. I can no longer communicate with the trevorprojectawareness over this. I wasn’t able to communicate with certain people for a few months. She made me unfollow people like Tyler Oakley. I can no longer, however, find his tumblr so if anybody knows the official one then please link it on this post.
It was bad, my sexuality was destroying me. Not to mention going through a christian school where if they learned of me, I could be kicked out, wasn’t helping either. At one point right when I moved in with my dad, she sent me some….really upsetting text. She used my sexuality to her advantage, “Well this this this because basically I know about your sexuality and can use it to get away with stuff” She played that card too many times. She believes it’s a choice, always said, “You are not gay! You do not know what it means anyways! You think you’re joining in with the cool kids!”
A lot of hurtful stuff along with that I don’t want to say. It’s been 6 months now and once I’m 18 in September, this will be gone. But at times It feels so far away. Sometimes I don’t even think about it, sometimes I do.
During this period my anxiety started to act up, I would talk to friends then break down having a flashback about what happened. I believe my Mom could hear everything because she tracks my ip, has my passwords, everything.
My anxiety got to a level where I felt paranoid all the time.
Well I’m sure all of us know that supreme court legalized gay marriage in all 50 states Hooray!
I cheered!
I was happy!
Now of course to my christian friends on twitter I voiced my opinion, I explained that today wasn’t a day about just putting a ring on somebody’s finger, it was more than that. It was a victory.
My sexuality isn’t public on twitter, so everything I said was from a non-homophobic, heterosexual view from those who know nothing about me. I woke up today, going through twitter and felt rage because everything I said was deleted. Where somebody quoted me agreeing it said, “tweet no longer available”
And I knew exactly why. She deleted them.
This stuff has gone on for months. Every time I voice my opinion she’ll take it down, my tumblr has not been touched which I don’t know why but, ok, whatever. “Oh, Jordyn, get over it. Just a few tweets, whatever.”
It’s more than that. For the past 6 months I feel I have been gagged and unable to voice my opinion about anything like this. It’s always like, “Sssh, you’re still suppose to be a christian who’s straight and like boys. Shush you don’t know what’s going on.”
And that annoys me. I’m getting angry and want to put my foot down.
If this post gets deleted you know exactly why
So what I’m asking is for you to reblog this post and stand up for me. I will write down each url, screenshot this post, etc. Either on my 18th birthday or when I leave for college I will show her this and how many people (hopefully a lot) who stand up for me.
I’ve been pushed, broken, and hated like any other for my sexuality, I want to take a stand.
tl;dr
gay teen under a lot of restriction for sexuality and what not. Mom involved, unable to voice opinion anymore. Feeling broken, sad, I’m wanting to stand up.
Please, no matter how many times you see this please reblog. I need the help. The lgbtqa+ community is a loving community most of the time who rejoiced together over our victory, now let’s get back together and help each other again.
Both mine and your battle isn’t over yet.
Deer
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