The Tomorrow of Yesterday

gaytectives:

an aro ace agender superhero whose contact in the phone book is “Triple A Hotline”

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gaytectives:

an aro ace agender superhero whose contact in the phone book is “Triple A Hotline”

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In case you didn’t hear this today:

whisper-of-the-hope:

- Good morning.
- You look beautiful.
- Your outfit is hella cute.
- Your hair smells good.
- Nice butt.
- You’re sexy.
- Good job.
- You’re smart.
- Keep going.
- Stay strong.
- Bon appetit.
- You have great music taste.
- Your blog is flawless.
- I love you.
- Good night.

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eliasdead:

turkeytree:

chelseaalysse:

"Everything in my head went quiet. 

All the ticks, all the constantly refreshing images just disappeared. 

When you have Obsessive Compulsive Disorder, you don’t really get quiet moments. 

Even in bed, I’m thinking: 
Did I lock the doors? Yes. 
Did I wash my hands? Yes. 
Did I lock the doors? Yes. 
Did I wash my hands? Yes. 
But when I saw her, the only thing I could think about was the hairpin curve of her lips.. 
Or the eyelash on her cheek- 
the eyelash on her cheek- 
the eyelash on her cheek. 
I knew I had to talk to her. 
I asked her out six times in thirty seconds. 
She said yes after the third one, but none of them felt right, so I had to keep going. 
On our first date, I spent more time organizing my meal by color than I did eating it, or talking to her.. 
But she loved it. 
She loved that I had to kiss her goodbye sixteen times or twenty-four times at different times of the day. 
She loved that it took me forever to walk home because there are lots of cracks on our sidewalk. 
When we moved in together, she said she felt safe, like no one would ever rob us because I definitely lock the door eighteen times. 
I’d always watch her mouth when she talked- 
when she talked- 
when she talked- 
when she talked; 
when she said she loved me, her mouth would curl up at the edges. 
At night, she’d lay in bed and watch me turn all the lights off.. And on, and off, and on, and off, and on, and off, and on, and off, and on, and off. 
She’d close her eyes and imagine that the days and nights were passing in front of her. 
But then.. She said I was taking up too much of her time. 
That I couldn’t kiss her goodbye so much because I was making her late for work.. 
When she said she loved me, her mouth was a straight line.. 
When I stopped in front of a crack in the sidewalk, she just kept walking.. 
And last week she started sleeping at her mother’s place. 
She told me that she shouldn’t have let me get so attached to her; that this whole thing was a mistake, but.. 
How can it be a mistake that I don’t have to wash my hands after I touch her? 
Love is not a mistake, and it’s killing me that she can run away from this and I just can’t. 
I can’t go out and find someone new because I always think of her. 
Usually, when I obsess over things, I see germs sneaking into my skin. 
I see myself crushed by an endless succession of cars.. 
And she was the first beautiful thing I ever got stuck on. 
I want to wake up every morning thinking about the way she holds her steering wheel.. 
How she turns shower knobs like she opening a safe. 
How she blows out candles- 
blows out candles- 
blows out candles- 
blows out candles- 
blows out-…. 
Now, I just think about who else is kissing her. 
I can’t breathe because he only kisses her once-he doesn’t care if it’s perfect! 
I want her back so bad.. 
I leave the door unlocked. 
I leave the lights on. ”

I’ve always seen this gif and never really understood it till now. So heartbreaking. 

this whole thing really fucks me up man

As someone who has really bad OCD this is so relatable

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absconds:

me…? LIKE ANIME? hah„, ha h, h„,. *laughs nervously* i don’t know who anime is *sweats*

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thegh0stinsidemycock:

Being horny and hungry at the same time is the worse thing to ever happen. Like damn what do I want more? Sex or pizza? And usually the answer is pizza.

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the-babe:

cumdoodle:

Nash Grier compilation of comebacks

"he probably shaves her arms while she sleeps" *dies of laughter*

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ileventeen:

hellbats:

why does gerard way sneeze so softly

because he is a woodland pixie and we must protect him at all costs

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Video games destroyed my life. Good thing i have two extra lives.

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"Be the bigger person"

autie-baeddel-cat:

tcharlatan:

is bullshit advice.

My bigness is not determined by my capacity to quietly absorb bullying, degradation, or abuse.

Yes, this.

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callmeoutis:

i was ready to just scroll past like “haha grammar humor” but then it was weird al and i,

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gothgirlsgettingmoney:

My least favorite thing is straight men who come into lush and act like it’s a direct attack on their manhood coming up to me like “I’m in here for my girlfriend” ok thanks for confirming your heterosexuality everyone who likes soap is usually gay

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jack3013:

nerdtacos:

mixologytonothing:

heartshapedboxofpinsandwires:

keep-calm-stay-healthy:

sherlockedandnotginger:

onlyslightly:

Fixed it.

Give this ALL THE NOTES please.

I dont wanna date boys who are so unbelievably insecure and obsessed with whatever I did in sex life prior to meeting them. You look at me and all you can think about is other guys pounding me? Sounds like a personal problem, asshole.

Kid: Why is it so bad for girls to be “a slut?”

Me: Oh, it isn’t really. But guys don’t like when a girl has a lot of sexual experience cause then they can tell if a guy is good or bad in bed. They prefer girls to be virgins, cause then she can’t tell how bad he might be at it.

oh shiiiiit, that last comment is gold

John Green said it best: “Do you think it matters how many people someone has slept with?” No, and it particularly bothers me that women are held to a different standard on this front than men. Also, it’s such a weird thing to care about. Like, imagine if I tried eating Cheerios for breakfast. Would Cheerios be like ‘I’m the 48th cereal you’ve tried eating!? I don’t feel special.’ Well then screw you Cheerios, I can’t go into the past and uneat all those cereals, but that doesn’t mean I don’t genuinly enjoy your wholegrain crunch…”

All of this

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