WHY THE FUCK DID NOBODY WARN ABOUT THE DAMN EXPLODING RATS AT THE BEGINNING OF STRANGER THINGS 3??

it's saturday morning and there are hordes of gay sex gifs on my dash. welcome to gmmtv's slut era

someone needs to make cocaine version of Love For Love's Sake so that whenever i'm feeling down i could snort a line and get high on that feeling of beauty and love and healing

Jesus Christ the beginning of Stranger things 3

What the actual fuck with the russians and soviet music on the backround c'mooooon. Stereotypes much?

I just cried for 13 minutes straight because I finally looked up how expensive tuition, accomodation and transport in my dream country are, and I realised that I'm never gonna be able to get that much money even if I sell both my freaking kidneys and break my back doing three jobs while eating once a week and living in my school's gym, and that even my dad doesn't have the money that would allow me to stay in the country for more than a few months. And I am not even mentioning the international English exam which also costs a fair amount, and other kinds of stuff that I can't afford. The chances are - I am never gonna follow my dreams, I'm stuck in my stupid, retrogressive, dead-end fucking country with no future working as a cheap translator. God I wish I hadn't been born here. And God I wish I'll make it out of here.

YES TO EMBRACING SEXUAL FLUIDITY YES TO NORMALIZING CASUAL QUEERNESS

#bl tropes who? #the lgbt energy in this building is astronomical!

pov you’re on tumblr for halloween:

Listen, but like Only Friends is wild because of how much it's established in just a single episode.

Mew is a virgin, Boston is dickmatized by Top, Ray is a poor little meow meow slowly baiting Sand into spite-fucking him, Sand needs a nap, Top is the Brian Kinney of this universe, Mew is a more strategically gifted Justin Taylor, Nick's a man of action, Cheum just wants to dance, and Drake is just out here gettin' some D from Boston, because, ladies and gentlemen, we are finally in that kind of show.

Ain't no yaoi or yuri here folks. They're here, they're queer, and they know how to get it. Especially Nick, like where's the number to the garage that'll get me that kind of bodywork?

Also I don't know whose idea the 90's glossy whore aesthetic was, but bless them.

Mr. Collins : Marry me, Elizabeth!

Elizabeth : Dude no-

Mr. Collins : I will wait for your answer

Elizabeth : My answer is-

Mr. Collins : It is not uncommon for women to reject the man because they want them to try harder next time

Elizabeth : I LITERALLY JUST SAID NO-

Mr. Collins : I will ask you again later

Elizabeth : You don't need to I just said no (and call me a delicate female again I will bitch slap your whiny ass)

Mr. Collins : Oh, you're so charming I know your parents will accept

Elizabeth : *flips the table*

So I'm questioning myself again

I've identified as bi for three years now, but recently I've been very anxious because it feel like I made it up. I've had crushes on girls and I've fallen in love with a girl once, I wanted a real relationship with her. However I haven't fallen for a girl for so long, and now I realize that I am not that sexually attracted to girls whatsoever, so I feel like I'm just straight and just made that up. I don't even remember really realizing I was bi. I have felt some kind of sexual attraction to girls before,but not so much now. Now I feel almost convinced that I've been lying to myself and everybody all this time. Although I know that objectively it's not true, for I have in fact fallen for girls, but I have anxiety and my brain is breaking because of this confusion. I need to have a crush on a girl right now otherwise I'm gonna be confused forever

I think that identifying as queer suits me more, but like... Am I even that? Am I a stupid hetero girl who wanted to feel special? Or is it my anxiety messing with my head?

Ps. BUT IF IM STRAIGHT WHY DO I FEEL THESE FEELS TOWARDS OTHER WOMEN WTF

Do you have that thing like when you're mentally not in a good place you watch sitcoms and shows all the time even if you're not invested in the plot or the characters because it's the only thing that grounds you but at the same time when you stop and get out of your room it gets even scarier to be yourself