spookylemon:

busket:

problackgirl:

*bully pushes you*

*you push bully back*

bully: wtf you piece of shit, that’s reverse bullying

everyone around you: yeah you cant fight hate with hate why can’t we all just be nice to each other

u know this literally happens right

in schools

for real

kids get suspended for being bullied because they fought back or were considered a distraction to the bully it’s not just a metaphor it’s literally reality

finalfortuna:

mayspicer:

princesszangiev:

coltercat:

The spoopiest part of this skeleton bird decoration is the complete lack of knowledge in basic skeletal anatomy

somebody please draw this creature with skin on because i think it would be horrifying because those are basically long fingers

well that was fun

Have fun in your nightmares, kids.

arielpunchesdemons:

This is the most accurate thing I’ve ever seen in my ENTIRE LIFE

mma-gifs:

Finger Taekwondo Performance in Korea

islamicbutterflies:

islamicbutterflies:

I don’t get help because I am the helper.
I’m sure I’m not the only person who can relate to this. You’re the friend who helps everyone, gives them advice when they need it, tells them they’re perfect when they feel ugly, and help them with their relationships even though you’ve never been in one yourself. But then the time comes around for you to be sad, for you to need help, and they’re not there to give it. Sure, sometimes you may not tell people you need help when you need it, but when you do tell everyone just ignores the fact and continues on with their lives like you don’t matter. And then the next day they come to you for more help.
I’ve gotten to the point where I don’t even care if I get their help or not. I wouldn’t even know what to do if they did offer help, I’ve never been on the other side of the relationship and I would feel out of place if I was. I’ve become better at dealing with my feelings and problems myself rather than telling anyone or even anything.

Feeling this right now

islamicbutterflies:

islamicbutterflies:

I don’t get help because I am the helper.

I’m sure I’m not the only person who can relate to this. You’re the friend who helps everyone, gives them advice when they need it, tells them they’re perfect when they feel ugly, and help them with their relationships even though you’ve never been in one yourself. But then the time comes around for you to be sad, for you to need help, and they’re not there to give it. Sure, sometimes you may not tell people you need help when you need it, but when you do tell everyone just ignores the fact and continues on with their lives like you don’t matter. And then the next day they come to you for more help.

I’ve gotten to the point where I don’t even care if I get their help or not. I wouldn’t even know what to do if they did offer help, I’ve never been on the other side of the relationship and I would feel out of place if I was. I’ve become better at dealing with my feelings and problems myself rather than telling anyone or even anything.

Feeling this right now

andrewbreitel:

reblog if ur a fuckin piece of shit

gbfrankie:

Pluto becoming a planet again has really taught us that if we complain hard enough about something, we can change things, even on a planetary level

sushinfood:

goofle:

She wears short skirts I wear t-shirts and we’re both getting sent home from school because its distracting to boys apparently

okay this one made me laugh