I gave you a second chance, I let you move back in. You screw me over.
I forgave you, let you stay here, take care of you. You destroy me mentally and emotionally.
you make me promises and I actually believe you. I’m not sure why, since you never come through.
All these different people and they all see a need to take advantage of me.
"malala is a role model for EVERY LITTLE GIRL regardless of race and religion"
no no n
no no fuck stop it
it is not regardless of race and religion
she is a role model SPECIFICALLY for muslim little girls around the world. little white girls around the world have TONS of role models. everywhere. literally all over television, books, you name it. admire Malala, yes. that’s not what is being said. do not take something that is meant for a specific culture simply because you want it.
do..you.. know anything about Malala? because I’m pretty sure she would read what you just said and be severely disappointed.
this post makes me so angry. you are actually implying that this little girl is not allowed to be inspired by Malala because this girl isn’t Muslim, and that is just… so wrong. That’s terrible.
My philosophy of non-violence was only meant for Indians! Everyone else should just ignore me.
My charity was only meant to inspire my native Albanians. Everyone else should just forget about it
My courage and perseverance should only be a light unto fellow disabled people. Other people should realize I am just “not for them.”
My discoveries? GERMANS ONLY!
My charity work was really only meant to inspire Brits, not actually help anyone who isn’t my skin color and nationality.
I only care about Tibet. The rest of the world can suck it!
i literally cannot believe someone just got schooled by jafar from aladdin
When your girlfriend gets into the shower on cold winter mornings, put a clean towel in the dryer. When you hear the water turn off, grab the towel from the dryer and bring it to her. She’ll smile. Guaranteed.
Little things, you guys. Little things.
karlie is a genius
If my boyfriend did that I’d suck his dick so hard he’d swallow his eyeballs.
he’d swallow his eyeballs.
100% of this is beautiful
That feeling that you get when your roommate/most recent ex (that you’re not over) gets a girlfriend… And brings her over…
Next Time You’ll Know Better
Have you ever walked into a room and found a vampire?
No, not the sexy kind, but a foul creature with bony limbs and ashen skin? The kind that snarls as you enter, like a beast about to pounce? The kind that roots you to the spot with its sunken, hypnotic eyes, rendering you unable to flee as you watch the hideous thing uncoil from the shadows? Has your heart started racing though your legs refuse to? Have you felt time slow as the creature crosses the room in the darkness of a blink?
Have you shuddered with fear when it places one clawed hand atop your head and another under your chin so it can tilt you, exposing your neck? Have you squirmed as its rough, dry tongue slides down your cheek, over your jaw, to your throat, in a slithering search that’s seeking your artery? Have you felt its hot breath release in a hiss against your skin when it probes your pulse—the flow that leads to your brain? Has its tongue rested there, throbbing slightly as if savoring the moment? Have you then experienced a sinking, sucking blackness as you discover that not all vampires feed on blood—some feed on memories?
Well, have you?
Maybe not. But let me rephrase the question:
Have you ever walked into a room and suddenly forgotten why you came in?
This took me a second
FUCK ITS BACK
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