Boys don’t understand the horrible view girls have of themselves
I’ll always reblog this I think
I should show this to guys when they make comments.
no you dont understand how fucking accurate this is.
The view if myself is the view that is the chub jest on my entire body
THE FACT THAT THIS IS CONCIDERED A AFUCKING HORRIBLE VIEW OF HOW GIRLS SEE THEMSELVES PISSES ME OFF AND MAKES ME WANT TO STAB MY BED OKAY
LISTEN TO ME
YOU ARE FIRECRACKERS
YOU ARE A BLIZZARD
YOU ARE AN APOCALYPSE OF LOVE AND RAGE
YOU ARE NOT AND SHOULD NEVER BE DUMBED DOWN TO WHAT YOUR GODDAMN PERCENTAGE OF FAT TO MUSCLE IS
YOU ARE BROKEN BONES AND SCRAPED KNEES AND THROATED SCREAMS AND YOU
IF YOU LOOK LIKE THIS, YOU ARE BEAUTIFUL
IF YOU DON’T LOOK LIKE THIS, YOU ARE BEAUTIFUL
IF YOU THINK YOU LOOK LIKE THIS, YOU ARE BEAUTIFUL
I AM SICK AND FUCKING TIRED OF SEEING WONDERFUL, SMART, TALENTED, WONDERFUL, BEAUTIFUL GIRLS HATING THEMSELVES BECAUSE OF AN UNREALISTIC EXPECTATION SET ON THEM AT A YOUNG AGE
YOU ARE PERFECT THE WAY YOU ARE
I’ve reblogged this before but I never saw that comment and I’m actually crying omg
When people think the only fandoms that exist on Tumblr are Doctor Who, Sherlock, and Supernatural
Drogon’s scales are black, his horns and spinal plates are blood red,and his eyes are smouldering red pits. Drogon’s flame is black fire shot with red and the wash of its heat can be felt 30 feet away. His wing flap sounds like the clap of thunder. He bleeds black blood.
Rhaegal has green and bronze scales. His green scales are a dark green, the green of moss in the deep woods at dusk, just before the light fades, and they gleam like jade. His claws are black. His eyes are bronze, brighter than polished shields, and they glow with their own heat. His flame is orange-and-yellow fire shot through with veins of green.
Viserion’s scales are cream, but his horns, wing bones and spinal crest are gold colored. His teeth are shining black daggers. His eyes are two pools of molten gold and his flame is pale gold shot through with red and orange. Viserion has a roar that would send a hundred lions running.
You know nothing, Jon Snow.
You know how when you have an insane crush and you talk about him/her too much to your friends and you know that you’re annoying them, so you sort of lay off but secretly hope they’ll bring the person up so you can start talking about them again?
This is how I feel about Game of Thrones.