It’s actually a good thing that the zombie apocalypse starts in Florida because then the zombies only have one way to go and that’s straight up into trigger happy redneck territory. I give it two weeks before monster trucks and mullets save us.
can we talk about how this is still getting notes
The funny thing is that i can not actually come up with a counter argument for this.
I know this is a long shot but I’m gonna try anyway.
I’m on vacation with my family in upstate NY, and while I was at a fair in Hemlock I lost my phone.
If anyone who sees this post lives in Hemlock, NY and happens to see my phone, or knows the person who took it, please call 973-563-0704. I will pay for shipping to get it back. It’s on lost mode.
My phone case has a picture of Alucard from Hellsing Ultimate on the back. It’s a custom case so I can guarantee you’ve never seen it before. If you don’t know what Hellsing is, it’s a guy with a red coat, black hair, sharp teeth, and a gun.
“Introverts don’t get lonely if they don’t socialize with a lot of people, but we do get lonely if we don’t have intimate interactions on a regular basis.”—I have never related to a quote more in my life than I do this one right here, right now. BAM. (via clarkents)
“when the boys pull your hair and push you to the ground
I promise not to tell you that it’s because they like you.
when the teachers call home to tell me that
you pushed them to the ground after you
I’ll take you out of school early and buy
you your favorite ice cream.
when you get older and the boys
try to touch you when you don’t want to be touched
I’ll look at you like the sun when you come home
with anger in your fists.
they all tell you not to fight fire with fire
but that is only because they are afraid of your flames.
when the boys yell after you like hyenas
you yell back, baby.
I will not teach you to be afraid of your anger
so that you look for it in others.
I will not make you be the better person
because you already are.
you wanna fight ‘em? fight ‘em.
don’t you dare apologize for the fierce love
you have for yourself
and the lengths you go to preserve it.
when the boys try to tell you to soften up
I hope you make them bleed with your edges.
I hope you remember that you are not theirs
that their disappointment in you is not yours.
when the boys come to your door with pretty words and
I hope you show them the anger in yours.
I hope you show them just how strong your mommy
thinks you are.
I hope you show them the animal they can’t always
see in their own reflection.
when the boys come with the intention of hurting you
my advice will always stay the same, my darling:
give ‘em hell.”—when the boys come | Caitlyn S. (via friendzonked)