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My roommate bought a pack of 24 rolls of toilet paper yesterday, in addition to the half dozen we already had, and stored all of them in the bathroom. And just let me tell you, there’s something incredibly calming and reassuring about looking next to you while you’re on the toilet and seeing 30 rolls of toilet paper sitting there. You get a feeling like, no matter how bad shit gets in there, you’re always going to make it out okay in the end.

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happywater:

hey how you doin lil mama lemme whisper in yo ear

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reflectingblue:

raakellars:

bansheeandahunter:

False rape accusations are an anomaly.

True rape accusations are a norm.

You’re, quite literally, more likely to be killed by a comet than falsely accused of rape.

Re-blog now, read later.

"Because 1 in 33 men will be raped in his lifetime, men are 82,000x more likely to be raped than falsely accused of rape. It seems many of us would do well to pay more attention to how rape culture affects us all than be paranoid about false accusers.”

Can i ask why we’re calling it “Rape Culture” and not just “Rape” cause lets face it “rape” is fucked up enough by itself you can’t allow it to occupy an entire cultural essence in your head. 

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unclefloyd:

tfw = two fucking weiners

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As Far As Revenge Goes

As Far As Revenge Goes
Verse’1
release the doves and pour the blood
On my fingertips
my hands are owed this sin
this burden on my flesh
is hurting me no less
The wounds have healed
the truth has been revealed

The scars they mame and mark
The things i hold dear to my heart
By death this blade will run dull
With the blood of the inoccent
the souls waiting to return home

Chorus
Please remember me
Well i forget about you!
I’m saving my anger and energy
for the day my fantasy can finally come true
I don’t need your pity anymore
I know someday i’ll use you for what you’re good for!
Don’t come crying to me i’ve seen your true colors
and as far as revenge goes it don’t get any better than this

Verse’2
Bow out to luck and kill this love
With your fatal hips
What is the light you see
Your soul suspended above demons
I see this saving grace
and you deny it i only ask why
and to my face to speak this hateful hiss

Prosperity is so passe
so lets just throw our lives away
I full intended making amends
Hate like this has no limits
thats what makes it madness

Chorus
Please remember me
Well i forget about you!
I’m saving my anger and energy
for the day my fantasy can finally come true
I don’t need your pity anymore
I know someday i’ll use you for what you’re good for!
Don’t come crying to me i’ve seen your true colors
and as far as revenge goes it don’t get any better than this

Final’Verse
When i draw the curtains
and you pay to kill my inner soul
my energy , a willing force
to admit that you’re not at all whole
with a spirit so unwilling
Forgiveness must feel forced
a step over the line and
these angels start to contort
themselves into their true form!!
Is that what you think is the norm?!!
We are evil when we’re first born!!?

Chorus
Please remember me
Well i forget about you!
I’m saving my anger and energy
for the day my fantasy can finally come true
I don’t need your pity anymore
I know someday i’ll use you for what you’re good for!
Don’t come crying to me i’ve seen your true colors
and as far as revenge goes it don’t get any better than this

AS IF YOU’RE HOLY

Verse’1
There are Gods and demons
there are myths and legends
there are two kinds of people in this world

I’m the angel with a mission
you’re the demon in a prison
No other imperfections need be mentioned

And some how i think that we are all beasts
And some how i know why i cannot sleep
Is this what you wanted from me
is this what you wanted from me


Chorus!
So go now on your high horse to a better place
and seek forth the structure to protect your damned soul
How dare you judge me as if you’re holy
I really don’t get it but then again you don’t get me
I really don’t get it but then again you don’t get me

Verse’2 
There are secrets and stories
There is honor and glory
The authors of both have since lost their muse

You’re just the score keeper
You’re stuck in the bleachers
Your opinions battered and abused

You’re ego is becoming more obvious
as you inhabit your own little world
Your narrowing view is oblivious
As you keep trying to make it law
As you keep trying to make it law

Chorus!
So go now on your high horse to a better place
and seek forth the structure to protect your damned soul
How dare you judge me as if you’re holy
I really don’t get it but then again you don’t get me
I really don’t get it but then again you don’t get me

Final’Verse
You’re routine a machine
a weak mind a brain beaten to death
without pride

Chorus!
So go now on your high horse to a better place
and seek forth the structure to protect your damned soul
How dare you judge me as if you’re holy
I really don’t get it but then again you don’t get me
I really don’t get it but then again you don’t get me

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