A mental mind fuck can be nice.
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you know those friends that you aren’t into romantically but you love them so much you would marry them anyway
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Have you ever wondered what would happen if you lit a whole pack of birthday candles at once? Because I did
That is the most metal looking cupcake ever
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Why You Shouldn’t Tell That Random Girl On The Street That She’s Hot » Brute Reason (via brute-reason)
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You know, I’ll go a step further and say - there are no “men who want to compliment random women on the street [who] are genuinely good guys who just don’t understand why their comments might be unwelcome.” There are guys who pretend that they don’t understand why their comments are unwelcome. But the man who whistles out his car window at me while I’m waiting for a light, the guy who stares at me while I ride past on my bike, the guy who says “Hey beautiful!” at me and my friend as we’re talking at an outdoor cafe - none of those guys want to make me feel good.
Not a single one.
I keep hearing about this guy! The good guy who catcalls and doesn’t get how it’s wrong, the nice guy who just wants to tell you you have beautiful eyes. And every time I’m told about that guy, it’s so that I don’t react, don’t glare, don’t respond negatively. Because who knows! Maybe he really super meant it in his heart and was just trying to pay you a compliment.
Because here’s the thing - here’s how I know that the nice guy ain’t real; because I always do react, always glare, always respond negatively. I always say, “No, that wasn’t okay. Don’t do that to me again.” And a nice guy? Would come back with, “Oh, man, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to make you feel bad. You’re right. I won’t do that again.” A nice guy who didn’t get it would say, “Wow, I didn’t think about it that way. Is this something that you think a lot of women feel?”
And that never happens - what happens is I get called names, or have coffee thrown at my face, or get shoved up against a wall, or get followed for fifteen blocks, or get shouted out from six inches away by a man who’s six inches taller and fifty pounds bigger than I am. What happens is that I’m shown, again and again and again, that these “compliments” are prologues to a story this guy’s just desperate to tell, the story of him scaring me, hurting me, making sure I know my place. And he can tell the story as loud as he wants, because he can always fall back on, “I’m a good guy! She’s the one who started it! I was just trying to pay the bitch a compliment.”
So stop telling me that there are good guys out there who just don’t understand, because there aren’t. What there are, are guys who will pretend to be good guys, right up until you don’t smile at them. And then they show who they really are.
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me when someone tries to explain math
that comment is so accurate it hurts
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I’M SORRY I KNOW I SHOULD BE ANGRY AT THIS OR SOMETHING
BUT IT’S LIKE THEY’RE NOT EVEN TRYING ANYMORE
THEY HAVE RUN OUT OF THINGS TO HATE SO THEY JUST OPENED A DICTIONARY AND FLIPPED TO A RANDOM WORD
HMMM “BIKERS” YOU KNOW JESUS NEVER RODE A BIKE SO GOD HATES BIKERS
OH GOD I CANT STOP LAUGHING BECAUSE THEY THINK MISHA COLLINS IS THE ANTI CHRIST AND YOU KNOW HOW MUCH HE LOVES BICYCLE TOURING
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The word ‘Diputseromneve’ may look ridiculous, but backwards it’s even more stupid.
THIS JUST MADE ME SO ANGRY
i cant stop laughing
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