...We All Fall Down

vegansanfrancishet:

So, I paint my nails pretty regularly these days. I also work as a barista/cashier pretty regularly these days. A few weeks back, I had a customer come in, a fairly typical, sheltered, suburban soccer mom, and she ordered a latte from me. She saw my brightly colored nails and said, “Wow, you’re so brave! My son asked me about painting his nails, and if it’s okay for boys to do that. Now I’ll tell him there’s a cool guy who does it too!” It was a nice moment, very cute.

Then, last week, she came in again, and said, “Hey, I’m so glad you’re here! I want you to meet someone!” She then brings her son forward, and says, “Okay sweetie, show him what you did!” And he throws his hands up, showing off his bright, sparkling blue nails. He shows them off, and I show mine off to him. He smiles. We fist bump.

Guys, I’ve only wanted to cry once at work before, and that was when someone ordered a large dry soy cappuccino on ice.

This time, though. This was a good cry.

high-rollin:

evolutional:

neck kissing tho 

thats me

(Source: ectoproctologist)

glittertech:

sweetmotherofyaoi:

oh god.

We’re that bad, huh?

Neopets.

Did you do the thing, Neopets?

Tell me the truth, Neopets.

(Source: juicybugz)

johnismadeofawesome:

vintageprincess48:

anneretic:

Do you ever get sad when you realize that in all probablity, someday Sam and Dean are going to walk into a hunt — a haunted house, a warehouse, a forest, a lake — and not gonna come back? So then somebody realizes the impala’s been sitting the for a while now, grass is starting to grow, so it goes to a junkyard or a used car shop after they refit some parts and sold as pre-loved to someone who loves classic cars but isn’t gonna drive it much because the mileage is yeah-high? One day, the guy’s kids are gonna sit in it, and they gonna find all sorts of things: legos and plastic soldiers, empty cartridges, a bottlecap Sam stuffed between the seats because Dean was being an ass again and he was entitled to act like a little brother, a folded candy wrapper because when Cas fell for the nth time and was unable to zap things to the oblivion dimension he just got lazy, nothing telling, nothing important, just years’ worth of debris proving they had a home, they had friends, they existed?

fuck i don’t even watch supernatural and that made me sad

(Source: beaconchills)

betype:

Make them happen Motivational

garancha:

“Do you have enough for the class?”

(Source: nemoi)

(Source: updownsmilefrown)

lexuswillow:

This is an old family picture.

My family does not support my being in the LGBTQIA community. They actually are opposed to it. They tell me every day that its disgusting and that it’s sinful and I’ll go to hell for liking women.
I moved out when I was seventeen, and in January I moved back in with them because I couldn’t handle everything that was going on. Every day one of my five siblings tells me to go back to Minnesota. My little brother Charlie (the black baby in the picture) is now 8 and he constantly physically attacks me and tells me that I’m not his sister and to leave. My other siblings make it very obvious and clear that they don’t want me here and my parents tell me constantly that they’re gonna kick me out soon.
I’ve been saving every penny for a bus ticket to Oregon to stay with my best friend and today I found this picture in my sisters’ room ON DISPLAY. Not hidden. On display. They cut my face out of the picture.

And that… That was just the last straw.
I don’t care if anyone reblogs this or whatever, I don’t wanna get popular, I just want people to know that this is not what a family looks like. This is not something people should have to go through.

This is no life.