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Ali. Twenty-One. Tennessee.



I'm an aspiring graphic desinger/illustrator. I'm awkward. I try to make the best out of any situation. I smile a lot. I just can't seem to figure anything in life out.

Disclaimer: Nothing is mine unless stated otherwise.

If I have accidentally credited one of your photos wrongly, kindly ask me to credit you. Don't be a cunt!
jetgreguar:

babyferaligator:

madeagoestohell:

yo

the ol razzle dazzle

tommy imma let u in on a secret
im lit as fuck rn

jetgreguar:

babyferaligator:

madeagoestohell:

yo

the ol razzle dazzle

tommy imma let u in on a secret


im lit as fuck rn

pixelclash:

swat - Kirby’s Adventure (HAL Laboratory/Nintendo - NES - 1993)

pixelclash:

swat - Kirby’s Adventure (HAL Laboratory/Nintendo - NES - 1993)

triptone:

Last night my little sister (5th grade) was making an e-mail account

She saw gender and went to click female when she noticed the “other” choice

She looked at me confused and I started to explain that some people don’t think they fit in with strictly male or female

"Oh! You mean like transgender and stuff like that. I was freaked out for a second- I thought they meant robots."

Yet another example the kids are more open-minded than adults

last-snowfall:

thetallblacknerd:

jordanianrage:

iprayforangels:

themindofmatt:

If you’re a Spider-Man fan and you’re not watching Ultimate Spider-Man, you need to.

Thank you. I now have a new show to waste my life with.

I recently started watching this and it is GOLDEN

That is a fucking lie

The Ultimate Spiderman cartoon is LOVE.

You worked very hard. Your efforts will forever be passed down in the insect kingdom, brave knight. 

thatthinginyourshoe:

lil-bit-ghei:

lil-bit-ghei:

"What were you wearing?"
I wore a red dress to work today. It has a zipper at either side of my chest that can unzip and reveal a thin strip of skin. A coworker, without warning, tried pulling at the zipper and when it wouldn’t zip, instead revealed a good portion of my collarbone and shoulder as well as my bra strap. An hour later, the same coworker came up and told me to not wear clothes with zippers because he’ll go right ahead and unzip them. I shot back that unzipping me without my permission is sexual harassment. Apparently a manager heard and berated my coworker. At the end of my shift, my coworker told me that my little comment got him in trouble and that he no longer feels comfortable saying anything to me other than “hello” and “goodbye.”
I am supposed to feel guilty for pointing out that he can’t lay his fucking hands on me.

So I wore the infamous dress at work yesterday and ANOTHER MALE COWORKER DECIDED TO PULL AT ONE OF MY FUCKING ZIPPERS.We were surrounded by other (also male) coworkers (that did nothing) and I swatted his hand away while promptly informing him that he didn’t have permission to touch me.
He then asked, since he knows I cosplay, if it would be any different if I wore a revealing costume. I gave him a dirty look and told him that no matter what *I* decide to wear, no one is allowed “to lay a finger on me unless they want my foot up their ass.”
Being that I’m quite professional at work, they were all surprised by my language and the ferocity with which I spat my promise.

you fucking go girl

thatthinginyourshoe:

lil-bit-ghei:

lil-bit-ghei:

"What were you wearing?"

I wore a red dress to work today. It has a zipper at either side of my chest that can unzip and reveal a thin strip of skin. A coworker, without warning, tried pulling at the zipper and when it wouldn’t zip, instead revealed a good portion of my collarbone and shoulder as well as my bra strap. An hour later, the same coworker came up and told me to not wear clothes with zippers because he’ll go right ahead and unzip them. I shot back that unzipping me without my permission is sexual harassment. Apparently a manager heard and berated my coworker. At the end of my shift, my coworker told me that my little comment got him in trouble and that he no longer feels comfortable saying anything to me other than “hello” and “goodbye.”

I am supposed to feel guilty for pointing out that he can’t lay his fucking hands on me.

So I wore the infamous dress at work yesterday and ANOTHER MALE COWORKER DECIDED TO PULL AT ONE OF MY FUCKING ZIPPERS.
We were surrounded by other (also male) coworkers (that did nothing) and I swatted his hand away while promptly informing him that he didn’t have permission to touch me.

He then asked, since he knows I cosplay, if it would be any different if I wore a revealing costume. I gave him a dirty look and told him that no matter what *I* decide to wear, no one is allowed “to lay a finger on me unless they want my foot up their ass.”

Being that I’m quite professional at work, they were all surprised by my language and the ferocity with which I spat my promise.

you fucking go girl