goathornsandblackwool:

goathornsandblackwool:

“Aw man I wish you could like go on ~platonic dates~ with friends and like sleep in the same bed as your friend and cudddle with your friends and have someone that you don’t just hang out in groups with but like, have long deep conversations and share secrets”

I don’t know what the fuck happened to you guys younger than me in your formative years but literally everyyyything you’re describing is something that was included in the concept of ‘best friends’ as it was repeatedly presented to me as a child and teen.

SOmething happened along the way that got so many people thinking that ‘friend’ is ‘anyone and everyone you repeatedly  have ‘friendly’ contact with’ and that’s NOT TRUE.

We need to seriously bring back the word ‘acquaintance’. You need to familiarize yourself with it.

Because all of you complaining about having friend groups full of people who talk shit about you or exclude you? You don’t have friends, those are acquaintances.

Those ‘friends’ who don’t actually know much about you and aren’t that concerned about you? Acquaintances.

Those ‘friends’ you know who wouldn’t go one on one with you shopping, to lunch, to the movies? Acquaintances.

You are acquainted. You know each other. You are friendly towards each other. But that’s it. You’re not friends.

Somewhere along the way the term ‘friend’ became ‘anyone you know and talk to in a positive manner’ and that’s fine but in that case we ALSO need to re-legitimize the term best friend.

Because to a one, every post whining about ‘platonic mates’ and pining for ‘platonic dates’ is literally just someone wishing they had a best friend.

All of them.

Addition: You can be friendly to someone without being friends. Everyone who is friendly to you isn’t necessarily your friend.

And that’s okay. Having people in your life that are not and never will be your friends is normal and good.

It helps you see and thus value who your friends actually are. They’re special people for a reason.

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Did anyone notice that the bots actually like… Changed. They now know the site is gay, not hetero at all and hetero nsfw bots are… Dying out completely.

The B in LGBT stands for Bot

Lmaooo look at the notes..

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Day 4 – I miss her…

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mondo-404:

diary-of-the-everyday-pedop-blog:

It’s Monday the 20th July. Only 20 minutes until midnight, so i should probably get some rest soon. However, i wanted to write this now. I want this blog to be real, so here are my current thoughts. For a long time i’ve been dreaming of seeing a special person again. The more time pass, the more i wish to see her. It’s all i think about at night, but there are many reasons why i don’t see her as often.

For the purpose of keeping everyones identity a secret, i’ve decided that i will refer to her as Flipper, as it’s somewhat close to her real name. Flipper is the 2nd child of one of my cousins on my moms side. Flipper is 10 years old, she’s one of the prettiest girls i’ve ever met, and i’ve had feelings for her for the last 2 years. 

The feelings has only gotten stronger, the more i’ve gotten to know her. Last time i saw her was at christmas eve. I was so happy to spend time with her again (it had been over a year since i had last seen her) and we had a lot of fun. She has this cold atitute towards me, but it’s all for show. She likes everyone to think shes all that, and i’m not “cool” enough to show affection towards 😛 She’s very silly about it, especially because she easily break character if i tease her, but i think that’s one of the reasons i love her. She doesn’t show affection often, but i can tell she cares about me and likes hanging out with me. She would never admit this, but from what i can tell from her classmates (i’ve been at work experience at her school twice), she talkes about me a fair bit too.

But back to the christmas party, my favorite part has to have been just before we where about to leave. We where saying goodbye to everyone, and i knew this would be the last time for a while i got to see her. I went up to her and asked for a hug, thinking she would just say no or do some silly joke about it, but she didn’t. She just looked at me and wrapped her arms around me. It was unexpected, but felt amazing. It’s something i will never forget, but also sad cause i didn’t know when i would get to see her again.

It’s been half a year. The more i think about her, the more i miss her. Every night i lay in my bed a think about her. How much i wish she was her, next to me, cuddling in close. I know me and her will never happen, The age gap and the family part is obvious, and i never expect it to be any more than that. Still, i wish me and her where closer. That i got to see her more, i got to hug her more, maybe give her a little kiss on the cheek to tease her, hoping i would get on in return. I’m not scared that she’ll ever find out how much i love her. I know my limits, and i would never do anything with her that she wouldn’t like. 

Sure, i could just call my cousin and ask if i could come visit. I’m an adult now, it wouldn’t be weird. My mom and my cousin don’t always get along super well, so that’s the main reason why it takes so long between visits. Still i feel weird if i had to ask if i could visit, especially since i’m scared it would be too obvious i was only there to see Flipper. I wish i knew if she misses me too. Next time i see her, i’ve been thinking about asking her for her phone number. It may sound weird, but shes family – it would be alright for me to have her number. I think i would enjoy just texting her, it would make me miss her less. Also it would mean i could easily ask her if she wanted to come hang out with me, or maybe even ask her on little “dates” if we where able to become closer friends.

Hopefully it’s not all in my head. Hopefully i can see her soon, because the more i think of her, the sadder i get. It’s now over midnight and i’ll go sleep, with Flipper on my mind once again. But i’m glad i got it all written down. I needed that.

Fucking kill me @report-a-predator @tocatchapedophile

op im gonna fucking kill you!!!

OP IM GONNA MURDERLIZE YOU

OP eat a motherfucking cactus

Op use a cactus as a dildo without lube

“I’ve decided to call her Flipper” so you’re pulling a Lolita? lmao. anyway,

Block and report to the FBI.

DO NOT. SCROLL PAST.

REPORT TO THE FBI OR THE INTERNET WATCH FOUNDATION.

I don’t care how old this post is, for the safety of children who may come across this blog it needs to come down now.

Op can eat shit and die!!!!!

Op is fucking disgusting!!

neopetsuser:

mazapanlesbian:

mazapanlesbian:

Growing up fat, you get made fun of for everything you do, even basic shit like eating and laughing and breathing are funny when you do it because youre fat! And its so hard to not carry that with you as you get older, like I’m still embarassed to eat or dance in front of people or smile in pictures and its ridiculous and I hate it and I wish I was treated with more humanity

Thin people can reblog this btw

they wont tho lmao

vampireapologist:

vampireapologist:

I’m losing my mind I just saw panic in Pittsburgh and while they set up Africa by Toto came on and the entire crowd went wild and turned on their phone lights and sang and I was sitting next to a dad in his fifties and he was SO confused he said “this wasn’t even this big of a hit when it came out???”

I love everyone saying “this happened in [other city] too” because I know they mean the song playing but I like to think they were all also sitting next to a confused older dad