Forget the Myers-Briggs fucking personality assessment. I am dead tired of hearing if someone is an INFP or an ESLQ or whatever. I want to know if someone is melancholic or choleric. Bring back the four humors. I wanna see “Kaley, 16, phlegmatic” when I go to someone’s blog. Who is with me. Lets make this happen
here's a test i found. go wild, y'all. (im choleric.)
Melancholic. Sounds about right.
If Sam Winchester can get out of bed every tuesday in Mystery Spot, then i can get out of bed for school.
That is the most inspiring thing I have ever read
But women can never be careful enough, can we? If we take naked pictures of ourselves, we’re asking for it. If someone can manage to hack into our accounts, we’re asking for it. If we’re not wearing anti-rape nail polish, we’re asking for it. If we don’t take self-defence classes, we’re asking for it. If we get drunk, we’re asking for it. If our skirts are too short, we’re asking for it. If we pass out at a party, we’re asking for it. If we are not hyper-vigilant every single fucking second of every single fucking day, we are asking for it. Even when we are hyper-vigilant, we’re still asking for it. The fact that we exist is asking for it.
This is what rape culture looks like.
This is what misogyny looks like.from What Happened to Jennifer Lawrence Was Sexual Assault (via catagator)
Let go, grow and heal <3 (via theawakenedstate)
Myspace was a crazy time for all of us.
It doesn’t even feel like a Monday.
Every day is miserable for me now. Every day is a fucking Monday.