I'm starting college in the fall. I'm a sarcastic little shit. I love my boyfriend, dogs, 2048, Netflix, and my little country town.
On the left we have the lyrics from Robin Thicke’s Blurred Lines. On the right we rape survivors participating in Project Unbreakable, showing the various things that were said to them by their rapist.
i think this is the most powerful photoset i’ve ever seen on tumblr.
Reblogging until you understand why this song is so vile
You don’t understand how many times I keep telling my sister how fucking shitty and horrible this song is and she’s just like “I don’t care I still like it” nO YOU DONT UNDERSTAND THAT THIS SONG IS HORRIBLE AND I CANT BELIEVE IT WAS SO POPULAR
reblobbin this forever and ever
|(A young girl that is about 14 years old walks in. She gets some looks from our other patrons, as she has bright purple hair, multiple piercings, a leather jacket, and ripped jeans. It is freezing outside and she has a scowl on her face that makes me nervous.)|
|Me:||“Hello, welcome to [coffee shop]. How may I help you?”|
|Young Girl:||“I’ll take five of the largest black coffees you have, and ten of your ham and cheese sandwiches.”|
|Me:||“Okay, will that be all?”|
|Me:||“Your total is [price].”|
|(To my surprise, she pulls out a $100 bill. I am suspicious, and I check to make sure it’s real. It checks out, and I give her a bag with her sandwiches.)|
|Me:||“Here is your change. Your coffee will be ready in a moment.”|
|(I keep an eye on her as she stands around glaring at anyone who looks at her. I see her looking at the tip jar. When I hand her the coffees, she asks me about it.)|
|Young Girl:||“Your tip jar says that the money goes to you guys. Are any of you in college?”|
|Me:||“Yes, I’m going to Rochester Institute of Technology. A few others are in college as well.”|
|Young Girl:||“Good for you.”|
|(She pulls out the change I gave her and a few more $20 dollar bills. She crams then in the jar and salutes me jokingly before walking out. I am stunned, and chase after her. I find her on the street corner talking to some homeless people and handing out the sandwiches and coffee.)|
|Young Girl:||“I’m sorry, did I forget something?”|
|Me:||“No, but you just tipped us over $100 dollars. You’re also giving away a lot of food.”|
|Young Girl:||“Yeah, my dad is crazy rich. I feel like I can do more if I actually interact with people instead of signing a check to a charity. Every Friday I gather anyone I see who needs a good meal, and buy it for them.” *she smiles brightly* “I may be young, but I can make a difference. I usually hand out flyers for homeless shelters or soup kitchens, too.”|
|(Without another word, she walks off silently. I didn’t stop smiling for the rest of the week. It goes to show you that appearances aren’t everything!)|
GUYS I JUST REALIZED WHY PAPER BEATS ROCK OH MY GOD
PAPER SYMBOLIZES WORDS WHICH SYMBOLIZES BRAINS
AND ROCK SYMBOLIZES BRAWN.
BRAINS OVER BRAWN.
MIND OVER MATTER.
PAPER OVER ROCK.
You clever little shit.
then what the fuck does scissors mean