yyuks:

w0l0w1zard:

fitandhealthyforlifee:

friendlyneighborhoodcurmudgeon:

Two MSU basketball players raped a woman in the dorms then one admitted to it. Their only consequence was that they had to move out of the dorms. This picture is of me and one other woman holding up this banner during Midnight Madness. Two other brave souls had a banner on the other side for a while before some jerk started playing tug or war with them over it. This was taken before we got booed at by 10,000 people and police escorted from the stadium. 

How screwed up are people to boo at this? 

Let’s keep reposting this. Rapists should be charged.

how is sport more important than the lives of women? like honestly baffling
allthingspiggly:

worldofthecutestcuties:

She fell over with that face the moment I started rubbing her belly

Belly scratches are heaven to a pig.
wtfeveridgaf:

jumpingbutnotforjoy:

Goth

Out of every pun and play on words I’ve seen on this site, this is the one that makes me so unreasonably angry.
"I leave the window open every night, no matter how freezing cold I get; In hopes that you’ll climb back in quietly and hold me until I can feel the warmth of you around my body again."
I leave the window open because you are my peter pan, and I want you around forever. isn’t that sad? (via
drunkonherkiss)

(via jesikalarae)

"I turned off my phone
Because I could not
Handle the certainty
That you were not
Even trying to talk
To me."

M.S.

(via c-collarbone)

(Source: coffee-crinkled-pages, via debt)

half-loved:

Being naked with someone just chilling and talking nonsense is literally one of the best feelings ever

(via half-loved)

iquoterelatable:

relatable gifs and quotes
"

This is how you lose her.

You lose her when you forget to remember the little things that mean the world to her: the sincerity in a stranger’s voice during a trip to the grocery, the delight of finding something lost or forgotten like a sticker from when she was five, the selflessness of a child giving a part of his meal to another, the scent of new books in the store, the surprise short but honest notes she tucks in her journal and others you could only see if you look closely.

You must remember when she forgets.

You lose her when you don’t notice that she notices everything about you: your use of the proper punctuation that tells her continuation rather than finality, your silence when you’re about to ask a question but you think anything you’re about to say to her would be silly, your mindless humming when it is too quiet, your handwriting when you sign your name in blank sheets of paper, your muted laughter when you are trying to be polite, and more and more of what you are, which you don’t even know about yourself, because she pays attention.

She remembers when you forget.

You lose her for every second you make her feel less and less of the beauty that she is. When you make her feel that she is replaceable. She wants to feel cherished. When you make her feel that you are fleeting. She wants you to stay. When you make her feel inadequate. She wants to know that she is enough and she does not need to change for you, nor for anyone else because she is she and she is beautiful, kind and good.

You must learn her.

You must know the reason why she is silent. You must trace her weakest spots. You must write to her. You must remind her that you are there. You must know how long it takes for her to give up. You must be there to hold her when she is about to.

You must love her because many have tried and failed. And she wants to know that she is worthy to be loved, that she is worthy to be kept.

And, this is how you keep her

"
This Is How You Lose Her || Junot Diaz    (via
5000letters)

(via grace-stasy)

boyirl:

Naked volunteers pose for Spencer Tunick in the Europarking building in Amsterdam, on June 3, 2007
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