7:05 am - Tue, Sep 30, 2014
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9:31 am - Mon, Sep 29, 2014
Don’t look back as you walk away, I’m the best mistake you’ll ever make.
Natalia Kills, Trouble
9:49 pm - Sun, Sep 28, 2014
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Perhaps, the problem is not the intensity of your love, but the quality of the people you are loving.
Warsan Shire (via wethinkwedream)

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8:31 pm
I… what? Why would you… 

No.

I… what? Why would you…

No.

9:28 pm - Sat, Sep 27, 2014
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Well that certainly escalated.

This is the entirety of our conversation.

4:02 pm
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Thigh tat is finally healed. Also personal progress on my core! ♡♡♡

1:02 pm
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You’re born with a ton of fucks to give, so you spend them like a kid with a credit card. You give fucks about your friends, about your grades, about your fashion sense, about strangers’ opinions. You give way too many fucks about way too many things. You have so many. Then, as you get older, you have maybe 10 fucks per month, so you learn to budget them. You allocate fucks to family and career, but there aren’t enough fucks to give to the newest fads. Oh, someone at work has something they need my help with that’s outside my job title? I’ll do my best to allocate some fucks, but this month is pretty tight. Then, as you get even older, you’re down to 1-2 fucks per month, and those fucks are pretty damn precious. You give them to your family and your hobbies and your job, and that’s kinda it. It’s not your fault – fucks expire too quickly. I would’ve liked to save my fucks from when I was younger but I can’t. Then, you hit fuck insolvency. You’re getting like 1 fuck a year, and you have to make it last. So you go without, and even previously fuck-worthy things, you just can’t give a fuck. Some people run out really quickly, Some people have a fuck trust fund that pays out a decent amount even into old age. But at some point, the fuck faucet runs completely dry and you’re out of fucks to give. It’s just basic Fuckonomics.

-Unknown English Teacher (via swarthyvillain)

I’ve never read anything more fucking true in my whole fucking life. 

Fuck.

(via unicornempire)

(via unslaad-krosis)

12:20 pm
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spiritualinspiration:

Stay connected with people who inspire, nourish and bring out the best in you. It takes time to pull yourself together and to heal if you’ve been hurt, humiliated, or become emotionally broken because of what you’ve gone through. You can become disconnected with the real you and forget who you…

12:04 am
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thornsinsidemyspine:

faith-and-trust:

popping-smoke this is you and ghost. All the way.

But more importantly this is our arrangement, faith-and-trust
I don’t know what the fuck you’re on, thornsinsidemyspine, but if we’re married, there’s gonna be plenty of gay. Have you seen your boobs? And that face? And let’s not even discuss your lips. Plenty. Of. Gay.

(Source: nymeriya)

12:01 am
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Honestly, truthfully and bluntly… pull your head of your arse. Your ears are so full of crap that you can’t even hear your own common sense or see what is good for you. You know what feels good and that it makes things better for you, but you don’t do it because you are listening to people who put you down and generally made your life miserable.

That’s the reason that you left these wastes of skin, because they are scum that forms around the rim of the gene pool. Why let them still screw up your life when they aren’t a part of it anymore? Forget them and listen to what you know is right; you have listened to those voices for so long, too long. It’s time to leave them behind and pick up the pieces of what you gave up when you listened to them.

There are only two mistakes that you can make here. Continuing to listen to them, and not doing what you know is right. So honestly… put them out of your mind and get back on the horse. You’ve been bucked, suck it up and get back on. You’re not dead, just a bit beat up from it all, so guess what; its only gonna make you stronger in the end

its not easy, but a bit of self loathing, a touch of masochism and sheer brute determination make a lot of things possible. Every time you hear it in your head that you can’t, you do harder. Every time you doubt yourself, push harder to go farther. Push your body until that doubt is your fuel, people who brought you down are your stepping stones and eventually they will burn out and wear away to be just bad memories of a forgotten pain in the ass

Trevor (via faith-and-trust)
9:22 am - Fri, Sep 26, 2014
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For you to insult me, I must first value your opinion.
7:41 pm - Thu, Sep 25, 2014
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popping-smoke:

deepfryyameme:

popping-smoke:

mbisthegame:

oparnoshoshoi:

anarchyandacupofcoffee:

OK Highway Patrol Captain George Brown says the best “tip” for women to not get raped by a cop is to “follow the law in the first place so you don’t get pulled over.”http://youtu.be/BO8g8akPWcY (Last third of the video).
Three serial rapists in 3 weeks arrested in Oklahoma, all cops.
Follow for Anarchy | Follow for Feminism




Pro tip: if you’re signaled to pull over (whether you’re male or female) and you’re in a place that has no witnesses, turn your hazard lights on to acknowledge the officer’s siren, and drive to the nearest gas station or populated area. This is accepted protocol by every agency. You are not obligated pull over until you can do so safely. This includes personal safety. Understand your rights, brothers and sisters. There are disgusting examples of authority in this world. 

Yeah. Do this. Cops obey all rules. He won’t get even more angry and crazy. Cops shoot and rape innocent people but yeah they’ll be all “ah yes they have acknowledged me with their hazards and will pull over at the nearest gas station. I shall respect this procedure. I won’t be infuriated. I won’t treat them like they’re trying to flee. Shoot, no rape for me tonight.”  Wake the fuck up. Jesus Christ.

You mad? Or nah? You can call any police department in the nation and they’ll tell you the same thing. Yeah, you might get the cop a little heated by the time you get there, but you’re within your rights. And if you drive to a populated spot like a gas station, it doesn’t matter is he’s mad because there are several witnesses there and your safety is increased drastically because of that. Look, you can sit there and be as mad as you want, and you can disrespect me to your heart’s content, but get off my post. These are your rights, and it could save someone’s life tomorrow. Yeah, you might end up with three tickets instead of one if the cop is a dickhead, but you won’t end up with a rape kit being ran on you, or an autopsy report that lists zero witnesses. How about you calm down and just take a minute? I gave you solid advice. Run with it or leave it alone.

I’ve actually used this technique a number of times and never caught any attitude over it. The only time i came close to getting chewed out over it is when it was a state trooper, and I made him follow me 25 miles down the interstate to find an open gas station. Rural Wyoming is kind of barren at 2 am.Once he figured out that I was stressed, scared, exhausted, and not giving him any lip, he told me I had made a smart decision, and advised me that you also have the option (if you’re on a long lonely stretch of road) of calling 911, and requesting to be put through to police dispatch. An officer on a legitimate stop is required to call in your plate and location, for their safety as well as yours. If it’s legit, dispatch should not only be able to confirm that the officer has done their diligence, but also relay your message of “I’m going to pull over at the next gas station” to the officer, which should help with any frustration they have at going out of their way. In the horrifying event that the stop isn’t legit, hasn’t been reported, or god fucking forbid isn’t an actual LEO, calling 911 will alert them to the situation, and they can give you guidance or backup from there.

popping-smoke:

deepfryyameme:

popping-smoke:

mbisthegame:

oparnoshoshoi:

anarchyandacupofcoffee:

OK Highway Patrol Captain George Brown says the best “tip” for women to not get raped by a cop is to “follow the law in the first place so you don’t get pulled over.”
http://youtu.be/BO8g8akPWcY (Last third of the video).

Three serial rapists in 3 weeks arrested in Oklahoma, all cops.

Follow for Anarchy | Follow for Feminism

Pro tip: if you’re signaled to pull over (whether you’re male or female) and you’re in a place that has no witnesses, turn your hazard lights on to acknowledge the officer’s siren, and drive to the nearest gas station or populated area. This is accepted protocol by every agency. You are not obligated pull over until you can do so safely. This includes personal safety. Understand your rights, brothers and sisters. There are disgusting examples of authority in this world.

Yeah. Do this. Cops obey all rules. He won’t get even more angry and crazy. Cops shoot and rape innocent people but yeah they’ll be all “ah yes they have acknowledged me with their hazards and will pull over at the nearest gas station. I shall respect this procedure. I won’t be infuriated. I won’t treat them like they’re trying to flee. Shoot, no rape for me tonight.” Wake the fuck up. Jesus Christ.

You mad? Or nah? You can call any police department in the nation and they’ll tell you the same thing. Yeah, you might get the cop a little heated by the time you get there, but you’re within your rights. And if you drive to a populated spot like a gas station, it doesn’t matter is he’s mad because there are several witnesses there and your safety is increased drastically because of that.

Look, you can sit there and be as mad as you want, and you can disrespect me to your heart’s content, but get off my post. These are your rights, and it could save someone’s life tomorrow. Yeah, you might end up with three tickets instead of one if the cop is a dickhead, but you won’t end up with a rape kit being ran on you, or an autopsy report that lists zero witnesses. How about you calm down and just take a minute? I gave you solid advice. Run with it or leave it alone.

I’ve actually used this technique a number of times and never caught any attitude over it. The only time i came close to getting chewed out over it is when it was a state trooper, and I made him follow me 25 miles down the interstate to find an open gas station. Rural Wyoming is kind of barren at 2 am.

Once he figured out that I was stressed, scared, exhausted, and not giving him any lip, he told me I had made a smart decision, and advised me that you also have the option (if you’re on a long lonely stretch of road) of calling 911, and requesting to be put through to police dispatch. An officer on a legitimate stop is required to call in your plate and location, for their safety as well as yours. If it’s legit, dispatch should not only be able to confirm that the officer has done their diligence, but also relay your message of “I’m going to pull over at the next gas station” to the officer, which should help with any frustration they have at going out of their way.

In the horrifying event that the stop isn’t legit, hasn’t been reported, or god fucking forbid isn’t an actual LEO, calling 911 will alert them to the situation, and they can give you guidance or backup from there.

3:17 pm
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What the fuck is wrong with me lately?

I crave closeness, but push absolutely everyone away.

8:22 pm - Wed, Sep 24, 2014
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popping-smoke this is you and ghost. All the way.

(Source: nymeriya, via basedheisenberg)

5:14 pm
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oparnoshoshoi:

spamberguesa:

oparnoshoshoi:

mbisthegame:

oparnoshoshoi:

So! Funny story!
I was in the Army, and I’ve always been a bit of a doofus. This guy I went to AIT with, named Dan, he had dropped out of ROTC to go Enlisted. So, he was gonna be a Lieutenant eventually. Dude was high speed as shit.
He gets this wicked flu and goes into a fucking coma. The med guys on post are all, “Well shit, we have this experimental flu treatment, we own his ass” and just give it to him, apparently.
He comes to in like twelve hours, flu is gone.
They’re all like, “HOLY SHIT WE’VE CREATED A CURE FOR THE FLU!”
And Dan is all, “That’s awesome! So when am I gonna be able to feel my legs?”
And they’re all, “Wait, what?”
Fast forward a couple of weeks. He’s stuck in a wheelchair and can’t get out of the barracks to get his own meals, so I get tasked to bring him his. Everyone already jokingly called him “Lieutenant Dan”, so to lighten the mood, I would always bring him ice cream when he didn’t ask for it, yelling down the hall, “ICE CREAM! ICE CREAM, LIEUTENANT DAN!”
And he would just shake his head and say, “God damn it, Obi….”

Yeah.

Lieutenant Dan was tight.

Oh, he also eventually was able to get around on those arm-bracing crutch thingies (“You got new legs, Lieutenant Dan!”).
Turns out the shot had made his immune system attack the nerves in his thigh muscles. Basically, the Army had invented synthetic Muscular Distrophy, I guess?
Got his full medical retirement and all.

I love your stories. Tragic but funny almost every time.

Did I ever tell you about the time I almost stepped on a grenade that hadn’t gone off?

What?!

Yeah I was on a range down in Mississippi, we were firing the MK 19 belt-fed automatic grenade launchers. We were just using simulation rounds, but it was so dry we started a brush fire. It had been happening all week, so we had the equipment to put it out on hand.

We were just finishing it, when my sergeant grabs me by the arm and looks me right in the eyes, “Don’t. Move. An. Inch.” He says.
It’s Mississippi, so I’m thinking it’s a snake, I slowly look down and right next to my foot (and the charred line of where the fire had been) is a nice shiny MK 19 round.

I frowned in confusion and our conversation went something like this:

Sergeant….is….is that a grenade round?

Yes, private. Yes it is.

But the stripes on it…don’t those denote the high explosive rounds?

Yes private, they do.

But…I thought those disintegrated when they went off?

That’s right private.

So, this one hasn’t gone off yet? It’s just been warming up in this brush fire?

That’s correct private.

Sergeant?

Yes private?

I’d like to move now.

No private, you stay there while everyone else gets a safe distance first.


So yeah, it was terrifying. I mean the thing was literally resting against my foot. I’ll never forget though, Staff Sergeant Jordan stayed right next to me the entire time, didn’t leave me alone when he could have retreated to a safe distance himself.

That’s one story of one of the times a simple training accident almost killed me lol

Tune in next time for the story of how some dumb college girl joined the army and almost shot Pvt Obrastoff in the ass due to her stupid negligence!

(Source: lachowskii)

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