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Bits of randomness :)

Hellerr there, the name's Whit <3 :) this page is dedicated to literally anything & everything that I like, so if you don't like it GTFO :) lol j/k!

therealsourpatchninja:

kevinskidney:

louisbum:

nakedwithhoran:

does england exist to make every other country look stupid

all but one

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yea, america can do it by itself 

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(via thats-ironic)

The US Government:We're not going to make it federally mandatory for people to get paid a wage they can actually live off of
The US Government:If people want to make a living, they'll just have to work 16+ hours a day
The US Government:And if their kids end up disenfranchised because of a lack of parental involvement, well that's not our problem
The US Government:In fact, what is our problem is creating a system that will funnel these disenfranchised youth into our prison system so they can work for corporations (that promise us money) for damn near free
The US Government:If they don't want to fall victim to this system, then they can seek higher education
The US Government:Except such an education will be inaccessible to most disenfranchised people and skewed in favor of the financially stable and white people
The US Government:And we're not going to make intervention programs like sex education and conflict resolution federally mandatory, because that's the parent's job
The US Government:The parent who is working 16 hours a day

teppelin:

i’m a person who often wants physical affection but is also very uncomfortable and particular about physical contact

(via sorry)

"I lost my virginity to a boy I didn’t even love…" /// r.i.d (via i-blame-reagan)

(via meltedbunny)

Look around your college classroom, spot the virgins.

See, this seems like a game until you skip over the girl with a short skirt and hair in front of her eyes because you heard last summer that she slept with like nineteen guys. You can’t see her hands, but they’re under the table, pulling a rosary through her fingers as she tries to wash the sin off her. She’s only ever kissed three people in her whole life and they’re all girls. She turned down the wrong guy and he told everyone she’s “a whore.” The label “slut” stuck to the bottom of her shoe and swallowed her up.

But that quiet girl who is always reading probably never touched someone else’s penis, you figure, because you don’t know that she goes home and strips down and pulls on tight black leather, you don’t know she’s got a set of whips that could make any set of knees quiver, you don’t know because she’s proud of what she does but she’s not stupid enough to let anyone know about it. She’s sexy, just not here, not where people judge.

See, the truth is: you have no idea who has lost their virginity, because it doesn’t change you. It doesn’t give you some kind of glow or superpower or stamp on your forehead. You know the feeling of waking up on your birthday and thinking “I don’t feel any older whatsoever”? That’s what maybe they’re all so afraid of you finding out: sex doesn’t change you. Sex doesn’t make you an animal, sex doesn’t suddenly make your relationship a million times more stable or intimate or romantic - it can’t fix what’s broken, although it can make the pain go away for a bit. Sex doesn’t really occur with eighty tea lights and a thick white rug. Sex is ugly and loud and frequently awkward, sex is excellent and breathtaking and when you wake up the next morning, you’re the exact same person. There’s not some magical connection with the person in bed beside you. Believe it or not, pregnancy isn’t some kind of punishment - but practice safe sex, get tested, don’t spread your germs around. They want to tell you, “Sex can ruin you” and I’ve heard that a lot as a little girl, that some boy would join me under my sheets and then dump me four days after, used, unhappy.

But I figured out that I’m not a fucking toy. Letting someone have sex with me is not letting them “use” me, because I’m not an object. My father said the issue lay in the fact “Men are insecure and need to know that they’re the best you ever had,” but I think that’s a steaming crock of absolute-wrong and if I didn’t tell the people I’m with how many others I’d slept beside, there would be literally no way for them to know my number, because I don’t rust, I don’t wear out, I don’t get bruised. I’m not a wilting fruit, I don’t go rotten.

But here’s the thing: some people connect sex and emotion. I don’t personally because I am probably secretly an ice storm in disguise, but I still respect my partner’s desires. If they’re the type to want love and sex to coincide, I let them. I don’t make fun, I don’t pull one-night-stands or friends-with-benefits, because it’s not their “reputation” I’m afraid for: it’s their heart I’m defending.

Here’s the thing: Instead of worrying about people’s “purity” and how it defines them as a person, worry instead about how you can protect other people’s emotions.

Because here’s the thing: look around your room and spot the virgins. Look harder. You can’t tell. Sex doesn’t alter people, it doesn’t make them act in a certain way nor dress in a certain manner. Sex and personality have nothing to do with each other. There’s a reason that virginity doesn’t show on someone’s face: because having sex doesn’t cause you to change.

delightfullygrimm:

isrealforus:

Watching my favourite tv series or movie:

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this is the most accurate post I’ve ever seen….bless you

(via thats-ironic)

chapsnats:

if u are about to get stabbed just say “I have too much swagger for the dagger” and they will leave u alone

(via thefuuuucomics)

apriki:

Palace of the Winds in Jaipur, India

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awellkept-secret:

this guy in my class said his brother lost his wallet in Canada and someone shipped it back with souvenirs

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