Just call me Dyn. I'm 15 [almost 16],
Pansexual,
Genderfluid [Predominantly Female].
Well, I basically reblog what I like, People tell me I have a cool blog and I look at them weird. I just press the reblog button. My blog isn't that good, if I got rid of all the things I've reblogged, I'm pretty sure there would only be 2 posts of me complaining about my day.
I'm a Homestuck piece of shit.
Expect Homestuck.
Expect Supernatural.
Expect Basically Everything.

 

neon-taco:

darklittlefaun:

selinakyle-wayne:

this cat is chubby halloween

THIS CAT HAS THE EYES OF SAURON

KIITTY TONGE KITTY TONEUG KTTY TONGUE

THIS KITTY IS SAURON.

"YOU FOOLTH"

I reblog this cat every year around Halloween time. I am ready.

Omg!!!!!

(Source: geniuscat)

la-xingada:

paperdemons:

killershot:

Dear Women,
This halloween please say no to these costumes please just say no they are fucking insulting and Dia de los Muertos is NOT HALLOWEEN I REPEAT NOT HALLOWEEN THIS IS NOT A COSTUME PLEASE STOP TREATING IT LIKE ONE
Thank you

TO ALL THE PEOPLE GETTING FUCKED OFF AT MY POST. THIS IS EXACTLY WHY I MADE IT. FOR YOUR PINCHE GUERO PENDEJX ASSES. “WE DO IT OUT OF RESPECT,” MY ASS.

this hurts.

this is capitalism ripping through my memories i hold so sacred. Memories of walking through the streets of Chapala after school with my grandmother, and the smell of plants for the preparation of the big event. Memories of memories of memories

This is capitalism and white supremacy destroying, erasing and making new… something that has connected me with my elderes and ancestors,

This is whiteness telling me my body, our gente is unwanted, dehumanized and conditioned to death but at the same time extracting a part of my identity and wearing it as a mask.

This is a mask made of our dead and torn bodies… this is literally a mask made out of ripped bloody flesh. The flesh of migrants who die every year trying to cross.. the flesh of people who become criminalized and confined behind bars. The bloody flesh of torn bodies from years of exploitation in sweat shops, fruit and vegetable fields, dish washers.. domestic workers… 

this is our flesh ripped out cleaned, pampered and styled to fit a white face.

coltre:

ayyeemate:

coltre:

I had a panic attack yesterday night and went out at 3am in the morning, drove to the sea and slept in the car. I woke up to this.


to do list: have panic attacks more often

Oh no you don’t

coltre:

ayyeemate:

coltre:

I had a panic attack yesterday night and went out at 3am in the morning, drove to the sea and slept in the car. I woke up to this.

to do list: have panic attacks more often

Oh no you don’t

carry-on-my-wayward-butt:

booochica:

booochica:

petition to change the pride flag to pastel colors because that shit is easier on the eyes

image

✞☯follow for more soft homo☯✞

(Source: primadollly)

lovejoker:

Dirk // Jane // Photographer

Wanted to post this older photo from before peachberri left for Japan that I hadn’t posted here! Happy Birthday Nicole!!!

caboodlederps:

nat1317:

I’ll take a combination of these rooms please

I’ll just save that up for the day when I have my very own flat and enough money to do whatever the hell I want with it :D

(Source: thepotterwholockian)

the-uncalm-nipples:

nodaybuttodaytodefygravity:

nateriot:

Obama on gay adoption 


yeah totally ruining this country what a horrible guy

Fun fact: Obama has attempted to fix almost everything that he promised to fix, but the republicans have voted almost all of his bills out of congress. He’s not the problem.

the-uncalm-nipples:

nodaybuttodaytodefygravity:

nateriot:

Obama on gay adoption 

image

yeah totally ruining this country what a horrible guy

Fun fact: Obama has attempted to fix almost everything that he promised to fix, but the republicans have voted almost all of his bills out of congress. He’s not the problem.

(Source: holymaurymotherofgod)

clientsfromhell:

Client: It’s unacceptable! There is no way this flyer is in high resolution!

Me: I don’t understand, it’s the maximum quality settings I can get.

Client: Don’t bullshit me kid, I zoomed in to 150% and it’s all pixelated!

sixpenceee:

A friend of mine told me this story last year when we were discussing studying abroad. It’s been an urban legend that supposedly has true roots:
TRIGGER WARNING: VIOLENCE
A couple went to visit China. They went to a shopping mall. The woman, who had auburn hair and a tattoo of a rose on her hip, picked out a couple of dresses and tops and went to the fitting room to try them on. Her husband waited outside for her. 
20 minutes passed.
She still wasn’t done. He shrugged it off. 
30 minutes.
He started to get worried.
40 minutes.
He knocked on the door of the fitting room and no answer. He called in an employee, and the employee opened the fitting room door for him.
There was no one in there.
Confused and upset, the man spent hours looking for his wife but to no avail. The hours turned into days, and the days turned into months. He eventually gave up hope and went back home.
4 years later, the man returned to China. He went to visit a circus. He enjoyed it, except for the last moments where they had a sort of “human freak show.” There was a person with all of her limbs cut off. Her face was mutilated beyond recognition, and she was missing a tongue and eyeballs. However, he could distinctly make out a rose tattoo on the hips and bright auburn hair. 

sixpenceee:

A friend of mine told me this story last year when we were discussing studying abroad. It’s been an urban legend that supposedly has true roots:

TRIGGER WARNING: VIOLENCE

A couple went to visit China. They went to a shopping mall. The woman, who had auburn hair and a tattoo of a rose on her hip, picked out a couple of dresses and tops and went to the fitting room to try them on. Her husband waited outside for her. 

20 minutes passed.

She still wasn’t done. He shrugged it off. 

30 minutes.

He started to get worried.

40 minutes.

He knocked on the door of the fitting room and no answer. He called in an employee, and the employee opened the fitting room door for him.

There was no one in there.

Confused and upset, the man spent hours looking for his wife but to no avail. The hours turned into days, and the days turned into months. He eventually gave up hope and went back home.

4 years later, the man returned to China. He went to visit a circus. He enjoyed it, except for the last moments where they had a sort of “human freak show.” There was a person with all of her limbs cut off. Her face was mutilated beyond recognition, and she was missing a tongue and eyeballs. However, he could distinctly make out a rose tattoo on the hips and bright auburn hair.