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7:01pm October 20, 2014

a trigger

bruisedlabia:

bipch:

  • gives you flashbacks of traumatic events
  • sends you into an agonizing panic attack
  • makes your heart skip beats from sheer terror

it does not

  • mildly offend you
  • make you feel uncomfortable
  • gross you out
  • make you angry

are we fucking done here

THANK YOU

7:01pm October 20, 2014

kittycamp:

I get progressively uglier throughout the day

7:00pm October 20, 2014

thrashturbate:

cynical-bee:

thrashturbate:

I’ll bet you’d look adorable grasping at the sheets on my bed

no matter how many times u compliment me im not making ur bed

this has to be one of the best responses I’ve gotten to this text post

6:59pm October 20, 2014
6:59pm October 20, 2014

aggressive-zebra:

I don’t have a ”type”. If I like you, I like you.

And if I like you, you’re pretty special.

Because I hate everyone.

6:58pm October 20, 2014

darning-socks:

You’re allowed to be sad, but please don’t think that nobody loves you.

6:57pm October 20, 2014
6:56pm October 20, 2014

nohetero-superpotterlock:

this movie was actally great

6:55pm October 20, 2014

When I was 16, I had a fake I.D. and decided to go to a gay bar by myself because some friends bailed on me. While there, an older gentleman bought me a drink. He wasn’t a creeper, and he definitely wasn’t unattractive. I accepted the drink and began talking to him. No big deal. As the hour progressed, I felt myself feeling strange. I mentioned that I felt like I had a headache, and this guy helped guide me out of the bar. As we were walking down the street, the thought of, ‘Oh god, he’s drugged me, I’m going to die’ came to my head. I tried to get away, but I was so drugged up that I could barely walk, let alone speak. It also didn’t help that I had really large ‘goth’ platform shoes because I was going through a phase. Anyway, this guy brought me to his suv and began undressing me. As a final act of defiance, I hit him over the head with my platform shoe. He then punched me, and I remember thinking, ‘Why don’t they ever give workshops to gay guys about being victims of rape too?’ While I was as careful as possible, I never saw the guy slip something in the drink. I even watched the bar tender make the drink. Anyway, I lied there completely paralyzed while this pervert was lubing up. I locked eyes with his for a moment, and that’s when it happened. A very large and angry drag queen opened the door of the vehicle and beat the shit out of my attempted rapist. She and her other drag friends helped dress and care for me while the police arrived. I was saved by a group of guardian drag queens. They were basically the modern day ‘angels from heaven.’

sexual-phan:

hunter-avenger-consulter-grimm:

jawnn-locked:

visiovisusvidere:

sonicghost:

milesjai:

videk:

welcome-to-the-sinners-ball:

imgayitsok:

God bless drag queens.

I will always reblog this

Whenever drag queens are present, you best believe they will save the fuckin day.

Oh fuck yes.

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If this isn’t on your blog I’m judging you.

Every time a bell rings, a drag queen gets his wings.

God bless drag queen omg

6:55pm October 20, 2014

fuck racism too

fuck racism too