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*Stupid and shitty post*

Omg guys stop reblogging this!

omg seriously this is embarrassing!

omg why has this post got so many notes?!

When you run up the stairs but have to hold your boobs and it’s like you forget you’re in public and all of a sudden you realise you’re clutching your tits at the top of a flight of stairs in front of six old people who you know are looking at you in disgust.

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I’m really bored… So if you reblog this, I will send you an egg like this

Within a day or two, it’ll hatch an I’ll use a random Pokemon generator to pick a Pokemon.

((If you want a specific Generation or DON’T want a specific Generation, just put it in the tags. Please specify if you want it or not.

Example: Gen 1 please

Example: No gen 3  ))

So reblog the heck out of this!!

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What you could win:

A chibi portrait of a character/person of your choice

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This is beautiful.

Thank you, I’m glad you think so.

I feel as though the past ten years of my life have flown over. Things come and go, and very little stays the same until you find something that you can depend on - regardless of age, time, feelings or whereabouts - and for me, that was the band My Chemical Romance.

From a young age, I felt disconnected to the rest of humanity; a girl who didn’t really belong anywhere. I was too unpopular to be one of the unpopular kids, let alone an average one. I had very little when I was a child: my parents have been divorced since I was two years old, I’d never known them in the same room together, I was hit by them on occasion, shouted at, belittled, told I was never good enough… But again, time went on, and without a support-beam to keep me upright and walking through the sticks, stones and words thrown at me, I was seeping into depression.

I tried to kill myself when I was twelve - more times than I can count, in fact, I blacked out without any recollection of what I’d done to make me do so - and I was feeling so lost and hopeless. My helplessness was exactly what led me to My Chemical Romance; a girl sat next to me and let me listen to her music with her (something which no-one had ever done before), and in that instance I found two things: a friend, and a band who would change my life forever.

I can’t remember which song it was she was listening to, but I do remember it was from the Three Cheers for Sweet Revenge album. It was the most poetic and beautiful thing I’d ever heard, the whole album was! As soon as I got home, I hunted out the album and bought it, and then I bought I Brought You My Bullets, and so on and so forth until I had collected every album and song the band had released…

They helped me through the thick and thin of situations I never thought I’d live to see, and I’m eternally grateful to them for it. I laughed, cried, slept, and breathed My Chemical Romance after that; for years I saw them as my salvation, my last hope for humanity, and that I could make something of myself. I was inspired to pick up playing guitar, I improved my drawing skills, I did everything I could to help me achieve anything: writing, playing guitar, drawing… They were - and still are - a massive inspiration to me, and they still remain my silver-lining. 

I’ve fallen in love, I’ve fallen in hate, I’ve cried, I’ve passed exams, I’ve started to reach out for my goal and spread my wings at last, and all because of My Chemical Romance… So my shock at the news they were breaking up obviously came as a shock to me. It’s why I’ve taken so long in typing this up, actually…

But my shock was just that - shock - no horror, no despair, no malice, nothing. I was simply surprised to see that such a large part of my life had come to an end, and even more surprised to find that I was completely okay with it. I’ve grown as a person, and I know that My Chemical Romance have played a large part in that, but as much as I need them, I feel as though it’s best for this to end.

Things come and go, and as much as anyone tries to deny it, that includes your favourite band. They went out with grace, which is more than I can say for others, and they left us with a vital message, and one I don’t think any of us should forget: there is always someone or something out there for you.

Without them, I’d not be here; I’d have left school a decade ago and committed suicide. I’m still battling with my depression now, but at least now I know that I can still run back to them if ever I should truly need it. Their music is still there for me - for us - and it will always be.

No-one can take My Chemical Romance away from us. 

Thank you, boys, for an era I’ll never forget, and for a life I’ll never regret. 

I think I’m possibly the only person on the planet who understands the satire in Seth MacFarlane’s “We Saw Your Boobs” song. While the song itself is sexist and vile, the meaning behind it is that the movie industry thrives on the exploitation of women and their bodies… Regardless of the situation in which the nudity appears, there is a fetish for it, as sick as that is.

I’m not excusing MacFarlane’s actions, nor am I claiming that the rape scenes implicitly spoken of were not traumatic or based on true events. I’m merely stating that there is some sort of satire to this childish song, showing the industry for what it is… The number of now superstars who had to flash their tits to get anywhere is highlighted as ridiculous and, to me, far, far more sexist and disgusting than that song is.

MacFarlane was not ridiculing the women for showing their bodies (nor was he intentionally mocking rape or encouraging rape culture), but rather the industry insisting on so much nudity, and rejecting those whose ideals do not involve getting naked on camera for millions to see.

Personally, I do not like the song, though I understand the message and recognise that it was not intended to be offensive towards any woman - whether that be the actresses involved or the audience. Whether or not you were offended or not is your own decision, and I entirely understand your reasoning behind such feelings, though I thought I should point out that it was not intended to be offensive towards you, but rather to make a mockery of the film industry itself… I’m not telling you “not to take it so seriously”, or that you’re “wrong” in your emotional reaction to the song or in your opinion of the song… Opinions are opinions and you’re entitled to your own - hence me voicing mine on the matter, after several posts I’ve seen have offended me.