Rebloging From Another One Of Our Own Freaking Blogs Because We Love Our Child Too Much XD

H-howdy I am new to tumblr

So yeah....that's pretty much it

THAT'S AMAZING

For homecoming hallway decoration the juniors did this and I’m dying it’s so good. It’s going to be up all week and I’m so happy. They have it set up so 80s music and music from the soundtrack play between classes. It’s amazing I’m dying and it deserves recognition.

SOUTHERNMOTHERFUCKINGDEMOCRATICREPUBLICANS!! and revolutionary squad

There are only 2 genders

Please people thee are only two genders…. I can’t believe that Tumblr is allowed to exist and make up all these ridiculous identities and not have all its users in mental health facilities. 

Everyone’s posting their favorite vines, so I thought I’d hop on this bandwagon.

“lesbians are coming out”, a poster by see red women’s workshop, 1982

I really wanted to draw them together, you can create ur own context behind this because i dont have any

You never think it happens to you until it does. You never think that you’d be the one that people reblog tips for.

I wash just closely followed and taped by a man at a convention today. The only reason I’m here to talk about it is because of said reblogged tips. They might have just saved me.

When I saw that man behind me, I did a run-through of everything I knew to keep me safe. Everything I saw on this website that would help me. First, I made sure I was being followed. I picked up my pace, went around tables sporadically, mixed up my directions. I never stopped moving. When I saw he was still the same distance behind me, I knew.

Second, I looked for my friends. I had come with three other people and had split up to look at merch. But when I couldn’t find them, I did what I never thought I’d have to do. I thank all of the people I followed for reblogging it so many times.

I picked a random cosplayer my age (a Midoriya cosplayer of 15-16 years) and pretended that I just met a long lost friend. I leaned in close to give them a hug and then whispered that I was being followed. They understood IMMEDIATELY and let me follow them to a different booth. It wasn’t until I grouped with them that the man stopped following me. I later went to security and the man was already someone who they were having trouble with earlier.

Moral of the story: Please reblog tips for safety on your dash. I don’t care if it doesn’t fit. If I didn’t think of pretending I knew someone, something worse could’ve happened to me. If you’re being followed, don’t be afraid to pretend you know someone. Be careful out there. You never think it’s going to be you until it happens.

i could pick up a rock and they'd scuttle away like bugs

which of your otp says

“can anything really be said to be scientifically impossible when our understanding of the universe is constantly evolving and developing along with new discoveries and theories”

and which says

“yes i understand that but i still don’t think you can eat a whole wheelbarrow full of ravioli”