Gutted that I’m still playing animal crossing wild world cause I don’t have a 3DS yet. I wanna play with everyone!
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Ah Jason, he is a total legend. Yes, our first ever meeting in the lobby of a Belfast hotel did start by him rugby tackling me to the floor yelling “WIFEY!!”
- Emilia Clarke
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A few photos from my first year of university at Kingston. I can’t believe it’s over already! Cannot wait to be back next year.
God we fuck up teenagers’ heads. We tell them that biological conditions are moral punishments and then we get all shocked when they don’t practice rational risk management of biological conditions. We teach them “sex is super desirable and all the cool kids do it, and it’s hideously shameful and will destroy your life” and we wonder why they act an eensy bit neurotic about it. If you tried to design a system for making sexually active kids confused and unsafe, you couldn’t do much better than the American media and school system.
And for once, the answer is relatively simple. Just talk about sex like it’s a part of life. Some people have sex and some people don’t, because people are different. STIs aren’t bad because they’re Dirty Crotch Rot; they’re bad because they’re contagious illnesses like strep throat or whooping cough, and you can ask a doctor to check for and treat them just like you would with strep throat. Unwanted pregnancy isn’t a scarlet A; it’s a mostly-preventable accident that sometimes occurs when people are going about their normal business of having sex. You can ask the school counselor about a variety of topics, including career planning, problems at home, questions about sex, or conflicts with teachers.
If we could just get the goddamn stick out of our collective ass and accept that sex is a human activity and teenagers are humans, maybe there wouldn’t be quite so many plaintive “I don’t understand my body and I’m confused and scared and I don’t know anyone I can ask in person” messages flying out into the world.
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Today has been incredibly emotional. I said goodbye to Niall for the last time for at least 14 months, and I did not want him to go. Also, the fact that my room is all packed away and so bare makes it hard to be here. I want to head home now because it’ll be a welcome distraction and I’ll be able to chill completely and see old friends. I’ve been dreading this day since Niall told me he was leaving, which has been for a good few months now. It’s been so hard, and I know it will continue to be hard. He’s been such a good friend to me, such a good boyfriend that I know when he’s back, we’ll still be good friends at the least. 14 months seems like a long time, but I’m hoping it will fly by. I wish him the best of luck in San Francisco and hope he gets everything he sets his heart on out there. I’ve never felt so close to someone, whilst being so far away, and I’m incredibly proud of him, and wish him all the best.
Today is the day. Oh god. I’m gonna be such a mess later.