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fishingboatproceeds:

Announcement: Henceforth my tumblr will be a Prince George Appreciation Blog.

sukish:

we can never delete flappy bird from our phones now because if we do we will never be able to get it back. we’re stuck with flappy bird forever. it’s not over.. this is just the beginning

proloqu0r:

I sneezed in class today and a guy shushed me


he doesnt even know hes just so happy to be alive

he doesnt even know hes just so happy to be alive

redbull:

Adventure is what you make it. #givesyouwings Click for more

redbull:

Adventure is what you make it. #givesyouwings Click for more

kimpossibooty:

OKAY TMI WARNING I WAS IN THE SHOWER AND THE BAR OF SOAP SLIPPED AND SHOT OUT OF MY HANDS AND NAILED ME RIGHT IN THE BALLS AND I FELL OVER IN THE TUB AND COULDN’T BREATHE NEVER BELIEVE ANYONE WHO TELLS YOU MEN ARE STRONG WE ARE WEAK WEAK WEAKLINGS AND I NEED HELP

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.’

b-random:

I posted this about a year ago, but I love it so I re-blogged.

Edit (14/11/12): This story is not about me. It was copied and pasted from a non-Tumblr blog that no longer exists. I do not know the original source.

Hey

How is it that someone like you

Was able to stumble into my life

Your presence made apparent

Day after day