We hold on for dear life.

Hailey, Ohio, Blonde, twenty-something, general cliche.

Best babes. Best fun.
& it bites me in the ass every time.

My boys side chick just posted a pic of her sucking his dick on Instagram and tagged his girl smh. This nigga is sitting in my living room mad quiet with his head in his hands

thahalfrican:

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jeanmarcoing:

did that fucker just jump on water is this fucking cat jesus

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assdownloader:

cyberlocc:

aeon-fux:

ohnoproblems:

rincewitch:

what the FUCK


THIS IS FUCKED UP

THIS IS FUCKED UP


it’s fucking true 

what’s under there

 the truth

assdownloader:

cyberlocc:

aeon-fux:

ohnoproblems:

rincewitch:

what the FUCK

THIS IS FUCKED UP

THIS IS FUCKED UP

it’s fucking true 

what’s under there

the truth

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nataliemeansnice:

my name is natalie and i’m fat. i’ve been more fat than i am now. i have been less fat. i’ve been the same fat. i’m fat from the side, fat from the front, fat from the back…you get the point.
fat girls have been lied to over and over in many ways our whole fat existences - told that we are restricted to certain styles/trends of clothing because anything too tight/short/revealing isn’t ‘flattering’. told that we should be glad to be hit on/cat-called by creepy men because hey, at least it’s something, right?! told that the world isn’t open to us and that we can’t be incredible creatures because we’re fat. told that we’re ugly/undesirable/weak/stupid/disgusting. told that we don’t deserve to be loved…or even to live.
it’s not true. none of it is true.
people ask me often - “i hate myself. how do you do it?” it’s simple.
one day, i decided that i was worth greatness, whatever size i was or wasn’t.
i wish i could go back to awkward, shy 13 year old me, look her dead in the eye and tell her that she. is. perfect. tell her that she can go anywhere, be anyone, wear anything and that she will always be important and will never, ever, ever be merely ‘the fat girl’.
i won’t drown in sweat in texas summers to cover my fat arms in sweaters or shield my thunder thighs from the spring breeze just because you don’t want to see them. my fat arms and thunder thighs have always been here for me when much of the world wasn’t. i won’t be beat down by people who do not care if i cry myself to sleep at night.
my mom has always told me that i am my biggest fan and ya know what?
she’s right.
you’re allowed to feel good. don’t let anyone take that away from you.

nataliemeansnice:

my name is natalie and i’m fat. i’ve been more fat than i am now. i have been less fat. i’ve been the same fat. i’m fat from the side, fat from the front, fat from the back…you get the point.

fat girls have been lied to over and over in many ways our whole fat existences - told that we are restricted to certain styles/trends of clothing because anything too tight/short/revealing isn’t ‘flattering’. told that we should be glad to be hit on/cat-called by creepy men because hey, at least it’s something, right?! told that the world isn’t open to us and that we can’t be incredible creatures because we’re fat. told that we’re ugly/undesirable/weak/stupid/disgusting. told that we don’t deserve to be loved…or even to live.

it’s not true. none of it is true.

people ask me often - “i hate myself. how do you do it?” it’s simple.

one day, i decided that i was worth greatness, whatever size i was or wasn’t.

i wish i could go back to awkward, shy 13 year old me, look her dead in the eye and tell her that she. is. perfect. tell her that she can go anywhere, be anyone, wear anything and that she will always be important and will never, ever, ever be merely ‘the fat girl’.

i won’t drown in sweat in texas summers to cover my fat arms in sweaters or shield my thunder thighs from the spring breeze just because you don’t want to see them. my fat arms and thunder thighs have always been here for me when much of the world wasn’t. i won’t be beat down by people who do not care if i cry myself to sleep at night.

my mom has always told me that i am my biggest fan and ya know what?

she’s right.

you’re allowed to feel good. don’t let anyone take that away from you.

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-teesa-:

7.23.14

George Takei describes the moment when he and his family were sent to an internment camp.

One of the most important parts of going to an alternative high school was a teacher have us watch movies about this, saying “people don’t know about this, they don’t want us teaching this in schools, but you should know what we did.”

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pibalunar:

hola amor de mi vida

pibalunar:

hola amor de mi vida

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I would like to purchase one demonic vagina & also one iron phallus.

Is that weird?

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Today in the life of Hailey Jackson:
I am bro-ing out in my new Homage Chicago tank top.I cannot stop listening to New Order.I am breaking out like I am 13 again.I am so sore from the wrestling tournament we accidentally held in our backyard last night (I got my ass kicked twice, ugh).I am trying to figure out how to ask the neighbor’s friend out on a date before they move out this week.I won at beer pong after not playing it since college.I am all around having the best & worst time simultaneously.
Thanks for listening.

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