xgoldlion:

jentheasian:

second-chances-dont-ever-matter:

michaelmeeks:

I’m a lesbian so i must have a crush on every girl i see.

I have alot of guy friends so i must be fucking every single one of them.

I smile alot, so i must have the perfect life.

I listen to reggae, so I must be a stoner.

My opinion matters, so I must be a bitch.

I’m comfortable with my body, so I get around?

I’m friends with a lot of guys, so I’ve must have hooked up with all of them.

I like to help out, so I must be a suck up.

I’m black, so I must be ghetto.

I’m black, so I must be stupid.

I’m Mexican, so I must be low class.

I’m bisexual, so I must get around.

I’m straight up blunt, so I must be a bitch.

I like to drink, so I must be an alcoholic.

I don’t hang out with guys, so I must be a lesbian.

I cut myself so I must be emo.

I’m bisexual, so none of my girl friends can feel safe.

I laugh and smile, so I cannot be depressed.

I like spending my day at home, so I don’t have any friends

I am gay, so i must be bullied

Most of my friends are dudes, so I must be a tomboy.

I’m on Tumblr, so I must have zero friends in real life

I’m a Muslim, so I must be a terrorist

I make alot of mistakes so I must be stupid/retarded.

I strongly defend LGBT so I must be gay.

I’m from a broken family, so I must be a rebel.

I like rasta colors, so I must smoke weed.

I’ve had sex, so I must be a slut.

I’ve made mistakes, so I must be untrustworthy.

I really love him, so I must hold on.

I’m a Filipino, so I must be a maid.

I really love him, so I must be taken for granted.

I’m a Politician, so I must be corrupt.

I’m Blonde, so I must be really stupid.

I’m wearing a black shirt, so I must be emo.

I wear make up, so I must be a flirt.

I make alot of mistakes, so I must be hated.

I am a teenager, so I must be misunderstood.

“Forever reblogg”.

I’m white, so I must be rich. 

I’m asian, so I must be smart.

I’m confused about who I want to be, so I must be a poser. 

Too many people. Too many questions. Too many feelings. Too many opinions. Too many things to think about. Too many reasons for me to not care.

I loved you. I defended you. I found out you lied. I gave you another chance. I found out you lied again. I left you. I moved on. Look at me now, Bitch.

bosssht:

Today the beautiful, strong Hana Hwang passed away. Thankfully her dream came true and she got to meet her biggest inspiration, Selena Gomez just days before it was her time to go. RIP Hana Hwang <3

i don’t care if this fits my blog or not, or if i lose followers, this is the saddest story i’ve seen. :’c it made me so sad.

seriously if this isn’t on your blog at some point and time I am going to judge you

All of my followers better reblog this. It doesn’t matter what kind of blog you have, there will be room for this on your blog. This is just amazing. You are beautiful Hana <3  and you will be missed.

Im tearing up big time. Rip

iwantlightning:

the-drops-of-jupiter:

mermaidsondrugs:

Hi my name is Shainah.

This is me without the makeup.

Last night 3 girls and 1 boy verbally abused me.

I was called a circus freak, candle wax face, ugly bitch, deformed girl, “it”, a monster, wierd looking creature and many other hurtful names.

I was born with a bilateral clef lip protruding to my left eye. The umbilicul cord was wrapped around my face in the womb so my face didnt fully develop. I wasnt born with cheek bones because like I said my face didnt develop correctly. They had to take my rib and use it as replacement cheekbones.

My eyes arent perfect either. I had a tumor in the right one.

I wasnt born with any nasal passages. They had to pierce the inside of my nose. For an entire year my mom would have to put tubes down my nose to my lungs so I could breathe. 

I’m not telling my story for sympathy or “reblogs” (reblog if you want) My main message is that after having 27 surgeries I am strong and I will not let words hurt me. Don’t be ignorant and make fun of someone whose story you know nothing about.

I’m lucky that I’m alive. 

My scars don’t define me. Instead they tell a story. They tell everyone around me, AND remind me each day that I am a survivor and I am a strong woman. Even the strongest of people break down sometimes. Please remember that words hurt. I may be strong but some girls aren’t. 

You.. you have literally got to be the strongest girl I have ever seen. You have got me in tears. You deserve everything, seriously

you’re absolutely beautiful. 

she’s beautiful ]: <3

We are beautiful in our ways :) Nunca dejes que te digan algo diferente :) <3

ab-bee:

omg this

I clicked on the source to see if this was legit. The staff really sent this. 

Tumblr, please don’t ever go away.