I’ve been waiting on this!!!!!!!!
Here. For. This!!!
ALTERNATIVE BLACK GIRLS/WOMEN >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
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Not to offer advice nobody asked for but fixing ur sleep schedule is life changing
Things that actually work if u try at them:
- Drinking water
- No longer making self deprecating jokes
- Making sure to take time out of the day to relax and take a breather
- Lighting candles
- Counting ur breaths in and out if ur having a panic attack
- Getting up and trying to do one thing even if u can’t do everything maybe brushing ur teeth but not having the energy to shower
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This has got to be my favorite ending to any episode of all time.
The ridiculousness of it all.
The narrator.
The voice crack.
I weep at this perfection.
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new person: hi!
me: my personality for you will arrive in 5-7 business days once I figure out what makes you happy and how I feel around you
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Grace Petrie - Black Tie (Official video)
[Lyrics:
Well it’s a jungle out there
The year 2018, I didn’t think
We’d still be sorting babies into blue and pink
And all our progress – well I wonder what it means
That the only girls’ clothes that worked for me turned out to be boyfriend jeans Well that’s fine, cause I decline
A narrow set of rules that just don’t work
Cause these red lines, they’re not mine
And if you need me you can find me ironing my shirt cause I’m in
Black tie tonight
Get a postcard to my year 11 self
In a year 11 hell
Sayin everything’s gonna be alright
No you won’t grow out of it
You will find the clothes that fit
And the images that fucked ya were a patriarchal structure
And you never will surrender to a narrow view of gender
And I swear there’ll come a day when you won’t worry what they say
On the labels, on the doors
You will figure out what’s yours
And it’s a bloody nightmare
Trying to fight the spread of bigotry and fear
That’s uniting Piers Morgan and Germaine Greer
And all our progress, yeah I wonder who it’s for
When I dare to utter that trans lives matter yeah and all I got was a TERF war Well that’s fine, cause I decline
Your narrow set of rules they just don’t work
These red lines, they’re not mine
And if you need me you can find me ironing my shirt cause I’m in
Black tie tonight
Get a postcard to my year 11 self
In a year 11 hell
Sayin everything’s gonna be alright
No you won’t grow out of it
You will find the clothes that fit
And the images that fucked ya were a patriarchal structure
And you never will surrender to a narrow view of gender
And I swear there’ll come a day when you won’t worry what they say
On the labels, on the doors
You will figure out what’s yours
You will figure out what’s yours
And that it’s got nothing to do with fitting neatly in a box
That was constructed to make it seem like people come in just two teams
And anything that’s in between ain’t good enough
And you will love, and you’ll be loved
And you’re in black tie tonight
Get a postcard to my year 11 self
In a year 11 hell
Darlin everything’s gonna be alright
No you won’t grow out of it
You will find the clothes that fit
And the images that fucked ya were a patriarchal structure
No you never will surrender to that narrow view of gender
And there’s folks you’ve yet to meet but you’re exactly up their street
And they’ve been waiting just as long to hear somebody sing this song
And better days are on their way when it won’t matter what they say
On the labels, on the doors – you will figure out what’s yours
And girl you’re gonna be so happy, and girl you’re gonna be just fine
And girl you’re gonna be so happy down the line, down the line]
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One day, the sun will set on my time here and will rise with you as the new king.
Herb Grower’s Cheat Sheet - which ones can be grown inside, when to plant, when to harvest, and how to care for them.
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Whenever Hagrid finally decides to retire as Care of Magical Creatures professor you can bet your last knut that Charlie Weasley flies back to England the following week excitedly waving his resume and recommendation letters from no less than two Scamanders and the Minister of Magic, Hermione Granger.
I’m pretty sure he would also have recommendation letters from Rubeus Hagrid, the retiring professor, Harry Potter, the Boy Who Lived and a very confusing one from Puddlemere United player, Oliver Wood, saying that he was one of the best Seekers he had ever seen.
Not to mention the fact that he flies back to England not on a broomstick or any other normal form of transportation, but landing on the Hogwarts grounds on the back of the largest dragon anyone has ever seen.
Reblogging again for that last addition.
Charlie: *glides in on a dragon* HELLO HIRE ME
Everyone: What the fuck
Ron: (in the background, mortified) this is normal
