Thank you people downstairs for fighting/arguing very loudly, so I could hear you through my open window, and thus setting off my anxiety.

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My dad ran into an old friend of his today, and they were catching up... Friend: "So how's your daughter doing?"
Dad: "Great! She's in college now, and she's doing really well. We're really proud of her."
Friend: "What's she studying?"
Dad: "Political Science."
Friend: "And does she have a boyfriend?"
Dad: "Actually, she came out as gay several years ago."
Friend: "You know that's... UNNATURAL... right??"
Dad: "No, I don't think so, actually. My daughter's sexual orientation is a biological reality. It makes biological sense to me. You know what doesn't make biological sense? Her damned cat walks on a leash. A LEASH. Just trots along on a leash like a damned dog. It's the weirdest thing I've ever seen in my life. THAT is what's unnatural."
Best dad ever

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Women do not have to:
  • be thin
  • give birth
  • cook for you
  • have long hair
  • wear makeup
  • have sex with you
  • be feminine
  • be graceful
  • shave
  • diet
  • be fashionable
  • wear pink
  • love men
  • be the media’s idea of perfection
  • listen to your bullshit
  • have a vagina

(Source: defendfeminism, via misschisi)

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I’m so thankful I had a childhood before technology took over

(via caitlincato)

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Mother Nature is a serial killer. No one’s better. More creative. Like all serial killers, she can’t help the urge to want to get caught. But what good are all those brilliant crimes if no one takes the credit? So she leaves crumbs. Now the hard part, while you spent decades in school, is seeing the crumbs for the clues they are. Sometimes the thing you thought was the most brutal aspect of the virus, turns out to be the chink in its armor. And she loves disguising her weaknesses as strengths. She’s a bitch.

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