"How the Media Failed Women in 2013," courtesy of Miss Representation. This is mind-boggling and you must watch it right now.
Visual development for Frozen (x)
i hate when people ask “who you tryna look good for?!” bitch myself bye
i wanna know 100% what is going on in the ocean
how to flirt with someone in a museum: introduce yourself and then say i would shake your hand but that sign says not to touch the masterpieces
i swear to god i am going to come pick you up and rescue you
i’d be eternally grateful thank u
why does your mom keep leaving you places and not picking you up? it sounds like she's being really irrational. :( I hope she can understand you or you won't have to rely on her for stuff soon. want you to be happy!!!/ or at least not upset
she iS i dont even know what is going on sometimes
i think the stress of moving here and paying higher rent and working a lot is doing it but sometimes it’s just like?? really?? you raise me to believe every man on the street might attack me aND LEAVE ME OUTSIDE A MALL LATE AT NIGHT?
and it’s always either me being “irresponsible” or an airhead or something. things will be different once i move out, hopefully that’ll be before next year ends. this house is a nutjob factory smh
im doing whatever i want with my very first paycheck. i’ve been waiting years for this. i’ve had panic attacks over this. i’ll buy 50 large fries. i dont give two shits. 4 pizza dinner boxes. 70 hot wings. 400 strawberry fruitsicles
mom just lectured me about how mine and gav’s problems weren’t real problems because they weren’t hers and how we’re so naive
and she was ranting about how gavin insinuated that she doesn’t do anything and i told her he was kind of pissed she left me at a mall parking lot at 1030pm on a weekend and she was like “that was your fault, you’re just irresponsible”
Have you ever bullshitted an assignment so hard you basically laugh after every sentence you write
I have a headcanon that the Queen from Tangled is a huge bookworm like her daughter Rapunzel and that books are (or were) her escape. For eighteen years, her books distracted her from the pain of losing her only child.
One step further:
What if she also read stories to the children at orphanages because she wanted the feeling of reading to a child? Then one day a little boy said how much he loved the Tales of Flynnigan Rider. And she gave him that book because he was so sweet. He was so grateful that he promised that one day he would pay her back. And he did.
^^^^ I ACCEPT THIS HEADCANON AND THAT HEADCANON TO THE FULL EXTENT OF MY BRAIN’S CAPABILITY
i wish i could write a disclaimer on my transcript like “sorry my mental health made existing difficult for a while there”
every morning i wait for lunch and every lunch i wait to go home
Tumblr needs more of this….whatever this is.
Is this the same artist who made the original for this
how women actually are