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Do you ever get mad when you think about how gen z will be labeled in history books? cause i do.

I don’t fucking want to be taught about as if we were always on our phones, which, sure yeah we are but it’s so fucking different from any other generations reality. we have anything and everything on our phone. we have multiple search engines and can find anything in the world within minutes, we can listen to music from all over the world whenever we want, we can read, we can write, we can be fucking free and it’s amazing.

I don’t want my generation to be remembered as the ones who never got off there phones. I want us to be remembered as the most educated and most accepting generation. The gayest and the ones who will fight until theres nothing left to lose for our brothers, sisters, and our siblings.

Not to diss fall out boy, but i don’t want us to be “the last of a dying breed” like everyone says. I want us to be the firsts of an absolutely thriving breed. I want us to teach on for generations and generations about our kindness and how to be excepting and understanding. To teach this to our children and grandchildren, so that this isn’t the last of us.

please, don’t let us leave this way.

Reblog if you genuinely support asexuals

It terrifies me that there’s so much raging passion in the lgbt+ community that insist on marginalizing asexuals and implying that asexuals don’t deserve to have safe spaces. There’s still so much acephobia so I just wanna know which blogs are genuinely supportive and a safe space for asexuals

It's official yalls attitude has ruined me and I love it

So my girlfriend and I were watching avatar the last Airbender and we were eating watermelon and she had just finished hers looked at the rine looked at me and said "I'd get up to throw this away but I'm to lazy and I like snuggling with you" and then she started eating it and I said "that probably tastes really bitter" she looked at me and said "my grandpa eats it all the time it just tastes really dry and bland and flavorless" and I without missing a beat and no consideration deration said "sounds like my ex girlfriend" and then I realized what I said and we both just died laughing for the next minute

This is what this site does to me

@bish-ima-clown​ Agreed

The biggest panic is when grandma asks

“what are you reading?”

“its a…online book.”

For Writers:

Reblog if it’s okay for your followers to leave you an ask telling you what the one thing is they remember you for as a writer.  Is it a scene or a detail or a specific line? Is it something like style or characterization?  Is it that one weird kink they never thought they’d be into, but oh my god wow self-discovery time?

I've started a support group here on tumblr if anyone is interested it's called tumblr united.

The reason I am starting it is because I am mentally stable and I want to give back and be there for those who struggle

Why the heck not I've got nothing to lose

this is the money dog, repost in the next 24 hours and money will come your way!!

all i want to do is write that one fic that takes people’s breath away and kinda lingers in the back of their minds. i want to write something that makes people want to make art and play with my versions of characters or in the universe i created. i want to be able to create worlds that feel real enough to walk into and write lines that stick with people until they forget where exactly they heard it because it lives in their bones now.

Surprise... Not dead just did a two year hiatus

It's good to be back

I'm gonna try to do a bit more now

The hiatus was a mission for the church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints and if that bothers anyone first I can be religious and still respect whatever decision you make with your life because it's your choice how you live plan and simple there is no right way to live because we all just want to survive

I will try to be more active in the community

Reblog this if you would date a disabled person

I’m in a wheelchair and my dad has always told me I wouldn’t find a date. I’m going to make a book with all of the names of the rebloggers.

To anyone out there who struggles I had this down to an exact science I dealed with insomnia, night terrors, and sleep pyralisis if I didn't do it right I literally couldn't wake up I'm willing to help anyone out there who needs it it'll take me time to get your sleep schedule down but I will put the work in if you need it

Shout out to all the people who struggle late at night to sleep while dealing with their nightmares, flashbacks, panic attacks, hallucinations, insomnia, a body that is convinced sleep should only happen in the morning, or when they’re almost asleep and their brain suddenly comes up with a surprise convincing reason that they need to be Anxious and upset right now. That shit is tough to deal with and you don’t get enough credit for hanging in there.

REBLOG IF YOU ARE A WRITER ON TUMBLR

IT DOES NOT MATTER WHAT KIND OF WRITER YOU ARE YOU CAN BE WRITING: POEMS, FANFICS, IDK NORMAL FICS, NOVELS, SHORT STORIES, IDK ANYTHING!! JUST REBLOG!!!

Concept: a dragon that tries to sleep on top of it’s friends and family every night bc they’re it’s greatest treasure

stop scrolling!

this is absolutely urgent.

we’ve only got 20 days until the repeal of net neutrality goes into effect! do not forget about this issue! it will affect every single person who uses tumblr and other social media!

Now, there is a bill that would reverse the FCC’s decision to repeal net neutrality. We only need one more vote to make it happen! Get to calling your senators, folks! Don’t let these greedy, laizzes-faire assholes take away the web that connects us all, provides coping mechanisms, and platforms that inform the people.

Quick Poll

I need to prove a point.

Like if your definition of “Spork” is this:

Reblog if your definition of “Spork” is this:

reblog if ur bi, ur not biphobic, or ur best friend is a beautiful valid bisexual

This pasta is overcooked. It’s too chewy

Winter this year is like a girl you’re in an argument with who keeps leaving the room, and just when it seems like it’s over she busts back in and yells “And Another Thing!”

Dear friends of Tumblr,

Today at my school we had an assembly about internet predators and when I had said that most of my true friends are over the internet and they gave me a lecture about how “I don’t know who I’m talking to” blah blah. So please, if you aren’t a predator in any way, please reblog so i can prove a point.

reblog if you are forever salty that Disney Channel cancelled Girl Meets World. ‘like’ if….. you are forever salty that Disney Channel cancelled Girl Meets World.

Me: I don’t know if I ever want to be pregnant, I’d rather adopt a kid or two that are a bit older

Someone: Are you SURE? Older adoptees present UNIQUE CHALLENGES

Me: We are discussing human beings not digital pets

s/o to those friends that stick with you through your weird distant introvert/depression/anxiety mood swings y'all are the real mvp’s

I work at Wendy's because we have the 4for4 some of our value menu items are up to 2 dollars. I work drive thru and someone ordered a Jr cheese burger deluxe ($2.00) no cheese. I asked him if he wanted a Jr hamburger built like the deluxe ($.89) he said no. he wanted to pay an extra dollar for a sandwich that could've been under a dollar

I absolutely LOVE people who pay with pennies!

Seriously. 4 years ago, I’m cashiering at a whacky mart on a register that holds all the smokes and alcohol. It’s 10pm and these two young men (early 20s) come up to the counter. They have three random novelty items (I don’t remember they were), but it was strange and unusual to get odd items this late at night. Maybe it was for some fraternity, I don’t know. It’s a college town so I get weird stuff from frats a lot. I scan the items and tell them their total is $22.xx.

Grinning at each other, they reach into their jackets and slam down two gallon zip-lock bags, full of only pennies. I stare them in the eye, but they didn’t even look back at me. Everyone else in line groan and went to other registers. These two kids knew what they were doing, but they didn’t know what they were in for because I prepared for this; I knew this was going to inevitably happen. I grinned with them, because I was gonna get paid during this. These pranksters are here for recreation. This convo occurs between Me, Ringleader (the other guy was silent and awkward), and a friendly coworker of mine.

Me: Is this $22.xx?

Ringleader: …

Me: Did you count it?

Ringleader: Nope.

Me: Are you going to?

Ringleader: Nope.

Me: Is it at least $22.xx?

Ringleader: Don’t know.

Me: Nice.

Coworker: Hey! You guys can use the self checkout. It can take all of your coins at once.

Me: Oh, don’t worry about it Cowor–

Ringleader: Nope, don’t trust them lady.  (Partner laughs)

Coworker: What? Why!?

Ringleader: Doesn’t count all your change right.

Coworker: I’ve used them before. It really works!

Me: (to Coworker) I got this.

I unpacked the ziplocks and threw all the pennies on the counter. It was a beautiful, massive shitstorm of a mess. And I digged in it. I was Frank in a dumpster in ‘It’s Always Sunny’. The two, still averting my gaze, start chuckling as if they were taking away my dignity. They whisper to each other “Dude oh my God,” “Dude yeah,” “Dude, hilarious.” I counted each penny, one by one. My coworker comes up to me.

Coworker: Guess I’ll help you count this.

Me: Don’t worry about it.

(She looks at me confused. Then she puts on her ‘get down to busy’ look.)

Coworker: I got your back.

Me: Oh…ok.

We worked up a system where we counted ten, put them in a pile, then with ten stacks of ten pennies we separated them, making $1 piles. We made progress slowly but surely. Some customers came to the line, but we advised them to get to another line. Some of them looked at us confused, but when they saw the counter full of pennies they understood. Some decided to wait, but when they realized it wasn’t going to take just a few minutes they took their leave. Another register in the liquor department opened so it wasn’t too bad for other customers. We get to about $12 (about 10min in) until I “knocked” over the piles.

Coworker: Neontonsil!

Me: Oops. Sorry.

(Coworker looks at my grin. I give her a wink and tilt my head, motioning her to leave)

Coworker: You know what, I think I better let you do this.

Me: Ha, alright.

(Coworker leaves. I look at the two guys. They are absolutely stunned at the fallen piles of pennies.)

Me: (To Ringleader) Yeah, I’m going to have to count all of this again.

Ringleader: ….Ok.

I started from zero. I count slower then ever, and made my way back up. The duo is entirely silent. I get to about $7, when suddenly I say:

Me: Drats. I lost count. I better start all over again.

Ringleader: Really?

Me: Oh yeah man.

Ringleader: Why!?

Me: I lost count, sir. I could be in trouble if my register doesn’t have the right amount of cash, and I don’t want to rip you off.

Ringleader: …

It’s about an hour later. My manager walks past, looks at me. I smile at him, and he looks at the counter. He walks away without a word. I eventually count all the change and surprisingly they had only $18!

Me: Hmm, I think that this is $18.

(The duo has been dead silent. They look done for the night.)

Me: I’ll recount it.

I fucking recounted it.

Me: I think this is actually $19.xx.

(Without a word, the Ringleader whips out a $5)

Me: Seriously? You had cash?

Ringleader: Needed to get rid of my change.

Me. No problem. I’ll just recount this again. I want to make perfectly sure that this is $19, since I counted $18 the first time.

Ringleader: Are you kidding me?

(I shake my head no, completely serious)

He takes out a $20 bill straight out of his pocket and throws it at me. My coworker gives the biggest WHAT THE FUCK face. Internally, I die as well, because they were smart enough to have a backup plan. And the fact that he was touching his cash in his pocket the entire time kinda messed with me. I take the cash, do the transaction, give him his change, thanked him and wished him a good night. The two start to put their pennies back in the ziplock bags and I didn’t help them at all. I watched them just as how they watched me. Lots of pennies dropped to the floor, but they didn’t care to pick them up. It looked like their souls were sucked out of them. It was past midnight and I clocked out way past when I was supposed to. A lot of my coworkers gave me a thumbs up or told me good night. Even my manager told me ‘good job,’ the only two words he ever said to me. Went to bed at the dorms after such a great petty penny night and crashed. Strange to say, but I’d love to count pennies again.

TL;DR I recounted 1900 pennies like 5 times. Was it 5 times? I better count again.

249. Okay here’s the thing, Slytherins care. They really do. They care that you’re hurting, they care that they get beat down and called “evil”, they care about your problems and they care about your happiness. Slytherins care so much that sometimes, it goes unnoticed. They’re the ones sneaking little notes into your school books, telling you that you’re beautiful and that you’re smart. They’re the ones that let you cry on their shoulders, the ones who bring you chocolate when you’re sick and the ones who fix your hair before you go out on a date. 

Never doubt that a Slytherin cares, because I promise you, they do.

Reblog if you have mourned the death of a fictional character.

If you do not reblog this, you are in fact lying.

Zac Efron hearing ‘The Other Side’ for the first time.