"how would you like your tea sir?"
*american voice* tax free
tbh I would pay someone scratch behind my ear and rub my belly lightly and massage my back and feed me and wash and fix my hair
What if Combeferre was one of those people who have really bad vision without their glasses on and if they ever get lost or broken he just spends that week or two in the dumps be cause he can’t read anymore and no one can read out loud fast enough for him and they just put him to sleep and he’s constantly running into things and getting Cosette and Enjolras mixed up and everyone’s life gets turned upside down because they have to try to keep him from hitting furniture
When I was 12, revealed to my mommy that I don’t believe in God. She looked at me wild-eyed and screamed, “So when you’re laying there dying on the hospital bed, who is going to save you?? SCIENTISTS?!”
And I said, “Yes, mommy, they’re called Doctors.”
reminded me of
coming out of your room at 3 am and seeing your parents
Tumblr doesn’t love minorities, they love their kind of minority.
Tumblr doesn’t love women, they love their kind of women.
Tumblr doesn’t love LGBTQ they love their kind of LGBTQ.
The minute you deviate from the way they want you to think, feel, and act, you’re as worthless to them as all the “bigots” they claim to hate. Tumblr is not an accepting place.
I’ve faced this so many times on here already. :/