The Secret's in the Telling

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some boy:
stop generalizing all men
some boy:
as a guy, i have to say, this is just how guys are, this is what the bros are like, im just saying whats on every guys mind, if your man says differently he's lying, real men don't ____, im a piece of shit

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southern-feminism:

Don’t ever trust an ally who says

  • violence is not the answer
  • don’t sink to their level
  • you can’t fight hate with hate
  • don’t do to them what they did to you

because they are a terrible ally and they don’t actually care about ending your oppression.

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phosphorescentt:

if somebody does something they are proud of

the correct response is not to one-up them and showcase something you feel you have done better

like this is elementary courtesy how do some of you have friends

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sheep-boy:

"guess we cant have different opinions on tumblr"

nah son. an opinion is like “orange juice is nasty” or “fall out boy is overrated”

"your gender identity is ridiculous and you dont deserve to have it respected" is straight up bullshit and you should be called out on it

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I made a face as I wiped the queso mess a customer had left on the tabletop and balanced the trays towards the trash bin. There, the house manager dumped queso after queso into the trash bin. I dumped out the contents of the trays beside him, making sure I didn’t make a mess. 

"It’s going to fucking suck when you leave," my manager said quietly. I looked up, surprised at the comment, and smiled. 

"No it won’t," I replied, and he scoffed. 

In truth, I was touched that he would say such a thing. But I was right. There was always going to be another me - hardworking, down to earth, and adaptable to the most stressful situations. I was nothing more than a typical average person, and soon, maybe not even a day after I left, someone exactly like me would take my spot. 

The phone rang in my pocket, causing me to break away and jump back into my duties. Another day at work. I always made sure not to get attached at any and all jobs I worked at, and usually, I would succeed. 

But I guess there were always exceptions. 

Filed under me work

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There’s a part in all of us that is scared and not sure. And when you get the ability to see that in yourself, you get to see that everyone is fighting everyday.
Rae Earl, My mad fat diary. (via heartneverforgets)

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