Had to label the old trash barrels so the collectors would know to take them

This should be the last post on tumblr before it is shut down.

take us away boys

why are sun bears like…that?

like what

oh you mean that

well

sometimes it just be like that

What

I was expecting some kind of explanation at the bottom and I just…

his poop wifi

Does anybody remember this “go nuts, show nuts, whatever” gem? Oh how the mighty have fallen.

what the fuck is wrong with this movie

I don’t know who Isaac Stack is but I want him to write every single textbook about everything.

I challenged my cousin mash up Brittany Spears’ “Toxic” and “O Come All Ye Faithful” and she did it in about 20 seconds

this is beautiful

My website – My Facebook page – See me on LINE Webtoon!

I ship them already

All I know is my dash is 90% more nudity than ever before, now.

we got no jobs, no future, no planet or economy or society that haven’t been fucked up by the generations before us, but you know what we have tons of? 

Spite.

This is beautiful and true.

this should be the most reblogged post on tumblr before it dies

We need to reblog this so much that the post breaks

Reblog pls

Why ‘female-presenting nipples’ matter

When I was 10, my mom made me wear a bra and it felt like a punishment for being different.

When I was 10, I took the bra off when changing for gymnastics and accidentally dropped it in the school hallway. A teacher picked it up and said, “Oh, this must belong to you” and handed it back to me in front of everyone. I quit gymnastics.

When I was 11, I thought maybe the boobs would be okay so long as they didn’t get any bigger than would fit in my hand, so I kept measuring it, but they did.

When I was 12, I started wearing two or three sports bras to smush them down, until one day a classmate said, “Are you wearing two bras?!” while laughing.

When I was 13, a boy told me he wanted to squeeze my boobs “until they popped.”

When I was 14, I got cast in a play as an older character and a classmate told me I got the role because I had boobs.

When I was 17, my mom told me to return a swimsuit because it would be too distracting for my boyfriend’s father.

When I was 21, I got properly fitted for a bra and everyone felt the need to tell me how much better my boobs looked.

When I was 26, I got pregnant and my immediate fear was that my boobs would get bigger.

When I was 28, I got shamed for trying to feed my screaming baby in public without a cover.

When I was 28, people asked me “why are you bothering to use a breastfeeding cover?”

When I was 30, people gave me weird looks that I wasn’t yelling at my kid for putting their hand on my boob.

When I was 31, I avoided going to the beach or pool because I didn’t want to have to deal with boobs in a swimsuit.

When I was 32, I got asked, again, “why don’t you get a breast reduction?”

When I was 33, I watched a 5yo girl get shamed for running around in sweltering heat without a shirt on and had to reprimand a bunch of tween boys who thought it was okay to shame her for doing something they do all the time.

When I was 34, my kid kept patting my breast and saying “Mommy’s squishy breast!!” They will never see me express any shame about tits, because I want them to have a different mindset than I had. Yes, boobs are nice! They’re squishy! They’re fun! That’s the end of that.

I’m 35 and no longer give a fuck. I don’t care anymore. As a teenager my tits were covered in stretch marks. They’ve been engorged with milk. My nipple changed shape with pregnancy. Give it another couple decades and my breasts will probably be all wrinkly. It’s sexual when I’m using it sexually. I don’t fucking care, and I won’t be ashamed anymore. 

Every time a policy or cultural hangup treats people with breasts differently, it fucks us over. 

Tumblr’s new policy makes an active choice to participate in this culture of shame. By classifying “female-presenting nipples” as explicit material, Tumblr has taken a stance that any chest or breast that differs from a male default is worthy of shame and unavoidably sexual. The idea that breasts are shameful and unavoidably sexual is exactly what fucked me up for so much of my life.

Stop shaming people for having bodies. 

*claps until my arms fall off*

Oh I almost forgot to trash talk Tumblr.

i’m sorry, this is the funniest damn post i’ve seen since staff made the announcement 

Raccoons never got a proper education in science and so they do not understand that some objects such as cotton candy will dissolve in water. 

One of the greatest scenes in television history by one of the greatest shows in television history.

I want to be Louise when I grow up

The writing in this show is so flawless

the “dont tell me to shut up” part has me in stitches all the time

This website was literally so fucking stupid. You used to be able to just fucking edit somebody’s post. Like just change it entirely. Nothing was stopping you. What the fuck. Imagine logging into your youtub account and some bozo changed your funny comment to say you love being a dummy. That’s what used to happen here. Every single day.

It was the fucking best

an angel among us