Debilitating, probably serious, definitely contagious case of Fangirl.

85% Teen Wolf, 15% misanthropy.

Sass is sexy. So is the Oxford comma.

Woooooow, words cannot describe how officially done I am with men. Like, enough so that I may be rethinking my sexual identity label.

We have been called “a lost generation…[not] giving birth to anything new” and “too quiet, too online.” In fact the opposite is true. There is a deafening roar in cyberspace. If a presidential election can be won through the support of an online movement, if articles and ideas can reach tens of millions of people overnight, and create a four-thousand person discussion, if YouTube can receive 200,000 new videos a day, then being “too quiet” and “too online” is the opinion of someone who doesn’t understand what it means to be online. Not creating anything new and not being loud enough are not our problems. So why the disrespect from the famous 60s generation? Because we aren’t doing what they want us to do.

Most of us were born after the end of the Cold War or were too young to remember it. The political climate we grew up in was one of supreme hypocrisy. One President nearly got impeached for a superficial sex scandal and then another later broke international laws to preemptively start a war without UN support and was re-elected to serve 2 full terms without so much as a breath of legal retribution.

The problem my generation faces is inheriting a world that baffles us: a world of hypocrisy and crisis; a world on the brink of collapse yet at the height of human civilization.

Imagine for a moment being one of us. Taught in school that all people are created equal, that all countries are sovereign, that freedom, democracy, and capitalism are embraced by all people and nations because they are ultimate ideals that allow us to prosper and live as we choose in the pursuit of happiness. Old enough to read the New York Times online and blog on Huffington Post, we see a very different world. Equality? Not for the poor, not for LGBT. Capitalism? It appears to have been a house of cards recklessly constructed by greed for the benefit of a few. Sovereignty? Not for resource-poor or oil-rich countries. Ideals? Not for the media or our political and business leaders.

Now we must navigate a world where a concentration of power, wealth, and media often conflicts with every ideal the Western world is supposed to stand for. If you think we are too quiet and too online you should consider that we have two choices. One, to accept the values we were taught to believe in and totally redefine and reconstruct the way our government/economy/society works so that these ideals match reality. Or two, to accept the world we live in and think up a new set of values to justify our lives.

It’s okay for guys like you and Court to fuck everyone. But when I do it, I get dumped for innocent little twits like Cecile. God forbid, I exude confidence and enjoy sex. Do you think I relish the fact that I have to act like Mary Sunshine 24/7 so I can be considered a lady? I’m the Marcia fucking Brady of the Upper East Side, and sometimes I want to kill myself.

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supernaturalapocalypse:

Actual Scene vs. Gag Reel - Season 9

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The Facial Hair Crisis of 2014: a Classification

coffeeinallcaps:

Stage #1, or “fill me up Buttercup”— please note qualification for this stage requires either a) a cleanly shaven look or b) the faintest hint of stubble:

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Stage #2a, or “we might have an opening for you down south but mostly because your eyes look unbelievably pretty (see also x and x) and I keep getting distracted by your hands and the angle obscures your neck beard”:

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Stage #2b, or “okay FINE”:

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Stage #3, or “you look like you subsist on weed and beer and haven’t showered in three weeks but I’d probably still suck your dick if you asked nicely”:

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Stage #4, or “wispy upper lip fur is reaching worrying levels of pornstache; neck beard is strongly reminiscent of pubic hair; abort mission, I repeat, abort mission”:

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getintherobot:

tickatocka:

i want someone who’s never seen b99 to explain this screencap

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is this live action cowboy bebop

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you fall in love more than once. it’ll happen again, and it’ll be just as amazing and as extraordinary as the first time and maybe just as painful. but it will happen again,” [insp]

(Source: kirayukiruma, via sarah-g)

Tumblr is so dead at 1:20am on a Saturday night / Sunday morning. Not even any porn on my dash. Woe.

billie piper week: day 3 (sept 18)

↳ favourite billie characters [1/2]   rose tyler

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Sometimes you meet a person and you just click—you’re comfortable with them, like you’ve known them your whole life, and you don’t have to pretend to be anyone or anything.

— Alexandra Ardonetto (via onlinecounsellingcollege)

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sarah-g:

What you don’t know is it’s 1/2 Fireball. J/k….or am I?

if it’s 1/2 fireball you would’ve had to either drink half of a cider VERY quickly or poured 1/2 of it out…. neither of those are likely!

I chugged that shit. You know I am good at swallowing.

softywolf:

stilinski-hummel requested → orphan black in palette #8

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stfueverything:

Good for you. Want a cookie

somebody made congratulatory cookies

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ohana-means-famiree:

poshcoughing:

americansavior:

itsjustsatanthings:

cumber-bitches:

caswantsdeansassbutt:

cumber-bitches:

cumber-bitches:

I have fruit polos and lollypops be jealous.

omg do many people not know what fruit polos are? they are heaven

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In America, we call them lifesavers. They can be chewy or hard candy. 

polos aren’t chewy and they also come in mint.

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this week on: britan thinks its special

This week on america copies everything from Britain.

HOLD THE FUCK UP

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silver-emerald:

"What kind of fanfiction do you like best?"

silver-emerald:

"What kind of fanfiction do you like best?"

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