The-myths-of-jazz - Just Existing

too fucking early O’clock

*falls asleep in basement with lights off*

*wakes up unable to tell if i have been asleep for hours, days, or months*

*ask self what time it is*

*checks time it is 3:30am*

its too fucking early o’clock is what it is 

*rolls over and falls asleep again*

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.

A lot of deep sea creatures are coloured red, but since the colour blends in so well with dark water it just ends up looking black or dark blue. 

In short, combined with the horn-like crown, submerged home, and pitchfork/trident, Poseidon is just another name for the Devil.

Are fedoras really that bad?

YES YES THEY ARE

Hi My Name Is Minnie and I just lost my job for being trans and going to the bathroom

It’s your basic story, old woman sees trans woman in the bathroom, old woman calls to complain to Mcallister’s Deli, company says be a man or bust. Needless to say I busted like fine china.

But that leaves me with one part time job unless I can find another employer in my area willing to work with my current schedule.

My parents currently take half of almost every check and after my basic needs I’m left with almost nothing, and this is a problem when I’m working two jobs (now one) trying to move and actually start living my life

Please help me get out of this state, anything at all pushes me closer and closer to finally being free of this hellhole.

If you can’t donate please rb this, I’m desperate to get out of here.

freedom

Watch as All Hallows Eve rolls in. 

The air is crisp and thin. 

I have let go of the one I cared for most.

The one who was dependent on me more than I could bear. 

Now I face the fear of freedom. 

The fear of loneliness when others are next to me.

But I do it for myself. 

I go through it for myself.

For the first time its not for someone else.

Around 800 high value training treats for the price of one can of tuna, an egg, and a cup of flour?

WHY HAVE I NOT MADE TUNA FUDGE BEFORE NOW?

Just an experiment. Reblog if you actually give a fuck about male victims of domestic violence and rape.

Of fucking course

What sick bastard doesn’t

Family exercise

Sister doing exercise video with my dad:

Dad multiple times: oh fuck you my body doesn't move that way

Sister as instructor says keep that 90 degree angle in your leg: oh shut up i don't have a protractor

Sister: walks away that was not fun

i love this

I just named all of these Floral Knight bc I’m bad at names, but hey this is a thing now and I think that’s fun

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