This is real film of a real ghost
JESUS FUCK. GET THE GHOSTBUSTERS.
you can’t photoshop that shit. you just can’t
I literally got myself so scared
I’m wearing a shirt that reads “Kill Me”.
If you saw me at a party or on the street would you promptly murder me?
What about if I had a few drinks? What if I was walking alone at night?
I’m guessing that you wouldn’t if you’re a sane individual.
The cops wouldn’t overlook your crime because of what I’m wearing because that’s silly. I wasn’t literally asking for you to kill me based on my choice of clothing. Who would take that defense seriously?
My friends wouldn’t blame me for being murdered and my killer would be behind bars almost instantly.
So, why is it okay to rape someone because they’re wearing revealing clothes? Why does THEIR choice of clothing excuse THEIR attacker?
It doesn’t. You’re silly if you think otherwise.
The less guilt on the attacker. The more guilt on victim.
Stop. Victim. Blaming.
Reblogging this again because it’s perfect.
I fucking love you.
Correcting Internet DisInformation: The American Space Pen / The Russian Pencil
thank you for this.
Sums up my relationship with pizza quite nicely
If you don’t have Felicia Day seductively eating pizza on your blog, you aren’t blogging right.
jesus christ tag your porn people
The only way to respond when someone asks you “why do you write strong female characters.”
The last one.