White privilege is your history being taught as a core class and mine being taught as an elective.
please let them know.
white privilege is your history being taught as a core class, and mine being banned because it would promote "the overthrow of the U.S. government, foster racial resentment, and advocate ethnic solidarity."
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You’d say “I’m sorry, believe me, I love you,
But not in that way.”
Sam Smith - Not In That Way
what if you could meet your celebrity crush but the cost was them knowing everything you’ve ever said about them in your tumblr tags
Ed Sheeran | Drunk In Love (Beyoncé Cover)
Andrew Garfield new photoshoot for F*** Magazine, 2014
A few of my favorite photos of Jack
Reading is everything. Reading makes me feel like I’ve accomplished something, learned something, become a better person. Reading makes me smarter. Reading gives me something to talk about later on. Reading is the unbelievably healthy way my attention deficit disorder medicates itself. Reading is escape, and the opposite of escape; it’s a way to make contact with reality after a day of making things up, and it’s a way of making contact with someone else’s imagination after a day that’s all too real. Reading is grist. Reading is bliss.
this makes me wanna start a motorcycle gang with my girl tay. long rides down the highway to that one cute antique shop. rollin up to the karaoke bar n kickin boys’ faces in with our leather ankle boots. we like our coffee like we like our tights: black, opaque, probably somewhat overpriced. we like our whiskey like we like our men: in moderation, and usually later we wish we’d gone with another option. our motorcycles have travel-baskets for our cats and we don’t take no shit from nobody.
Ryan Carter’s face when he learns that he’s been voted Players’ Player at the 2014 Devils awards is the reason babies smile (x)
what the fuck i was just a little girl who liked harry potter how did i became an angry feminist who cries over fictional characters
Sleeping At Last // I'm Gonna Be (500 Miles)
by Laura Amiss
We will not survive on misery
We will fill ourselves with love
We are searching
We are hopeful
We are anything but lost
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