I Hope No One Has To Call Them, But If You Do, Don't Hesitate !!

I'M DOING AN EXPERIMENT

To prove something to a friend, please

REBLOG IF YOU THINK ASEXUALS BELONG IN LGBTQ+ SPACES

LIKE IF YOU THINK ASEXUALS DON’T BELONG IN LGBTQ+ SPACES

I was scrolling through my old posts and I'm reflagging this because I don't even care that its probably old, im reflagging anyways

ATTENTION ALL GIRLS AND LADIES: if you walk from home, school, office or anywhere and you are alone and you come across a little boy crying holding a piece of paper with an address on it, DO NOT TAKE HIM THERE! take him straight to the police station for this is the new 'gang' way of rape. The incident is getting worse. Warn your families. Reblog this so this message can get accross to everyone.

during a play the Apollo cabin put together but everyone's drunk

Leo, acting as Juliet and very drunk: Jason, Jason, wherefore art thou Jason?! Jason, not drunk but very confused: I'm right here..? Leo, suddenly crying tears of joy: JASON!!!!! =D Jason: ????? Everyone else, watching this shit go down: *hey do you have popcorn* *but 'wherefore' means 'why', not 'where'* *no offence, Margaret, but they're drunk, stupid and confused, I don't think this is the time for a grammar lesson* *oo yea gimme some skittles* *tasTE THE RAINBOW MOTEHRFUCKERS*

BANANA CHERRY BLOSSOM NO QUESTIONS ASKED

<3

(Do it or i'll burn u in ur bed/j)

princess leah and her bodyguards 🫶🏼

I'd tag my mum here but she isn't on Tumblr

(I'd also be dead for calling her a bitchbag, but hey, I have a death wish)

So, you know how Anthony Ramos plays both John Laurens and Philip Hamilton?

I just had a theory - Burr might be the narrator, but we were still looking at the world through Hamilton's eyes. And he was so devastated after Laurens's death, that he just saw him everywhere.

Including his son.

And when Philip died, he lost all sense of self-preservation. Both the love of his life, and his pride and joy, both so alike in looks and demeanour, gone. Why must he live, when his son and lover await him in heaven?

Oh, but the freedom he'd promised an entire country yearning for a breath of fresh air. The millions of other unknown Johns and Philips in the crowd, the millions of other unknown Elizas, they all depended on him.

He storms around, in a quite bad mood, and along comes...

Jefferson.

That ambitious bastard.

That moron, who'd much better suit presidency, than Alexander Hamilton, the loudmouth who won't shut the fuck up. It wasn't such a bad idea, was it? All he'd have to do is screw up. Or maybe he could change it all... with a duel.

Anygays,

Have a good day/night!

edit: what the fuck was past me on I don't understand anything

Can you please reblog if your blog is a safe place for lesbian, gay, bisexual, transgender, asexual, aromantic, pansexual, non binary, demisexual or any other kind of queer or questioning people? Because mine is.

Suddenly, an idea strikes you. You turn around to face the planet's burning atmosphere with a wicked grin, and you spot one of the smaller rocks. You pick it up with your bare hands and open your mouth to eat it.

You're immortal. You may as well use it to your advantage.

You stare at the stars and sigh. There are worse ways to discover you're immortal. Finding out after your starship exploded in deep space is definitely one of the worse ones.

couple costumes