Friend: What's your type?
Me: Famous or fictional.
09:33 pm, reblogged  by grraciela 96003

ribbu:

there’s a special place in hell reserved just for me

it’s called the throne

07:35 pm, reblogged  by grraciela 796870

uoa:

never give up on your dreams

keep sleeping

07:35 pm, reblogged  by grraciela 760357

Such a cutie pie.

  05:45 pm, by grraciela

ilikeyouandvodka:

I WAS TRYING TO TAKE A PICTURE OF MY FEET IN THE SAND BHT IT WAS SUNNY OUT AND IT WAS ON SELFIE AND I DJDNT REALIZE IT AND THIS IS WHAY CAME OUT OH MY FUCK I CANT BREATHE

  04:04 pm, reblogged  by grraciela 25392

can-u-not-my-wayward-son:

pastperspectives:

guys… it’s a palm tree.

NO

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  04:04 pm, reblogged  by grraciela 389988

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mydrunkkitchen:

oh lawd

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03:30 pm, reblogged  by grraciela 390820

titytwochainz:

every family got a plastic bag full of plastic bags

03:29 pm, reblogged  by grraciela 516213
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07:53 am, reblogged  by grraciela 34499

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

  07:50 am, reblogged  by grraciela 176411

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  07:49 am, reblogged  by grraciela 116529