This is a real radar screen of #MH370 airplace which suddenly disappeared out of thin air on its way from Kuala Lumpur Malaysia to Beijing. There were no distress signal, indications of rough weather, or other signs of trouble when the plane was reported missing. The pilots communicated with the Air Traffic Control without showing any discommode sign in their voices. List of passengers:
1. China / Taiwan – 152, plus 1 infant / 1
2. Malaysia - 38
3. Indonesia - 7
4. Australia - 6
5. France - 3
6. United States – 3, including 1 infant*
7. New Zealand - 2
8. Ukraine - 2
9. Canada - 2
10. Russia - 1
11. Italy - 1
12. India - 5
13. Netherlands - 1
14. Austria - 1
Source: Malaysia Airlines
There is no sign the plane or any clue where it might have crashed found as we speak.
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’Slut’ is attacking women for their right to say yes. ‘Friend Zone’ is attacking women for their right to say no.
— And “bitch” is attacking women for their right to call you on it (via moldmaiden)
In case you dudes weren’t sure whether or not it’s easy for us to tell a guy no and have him respect our answer.
Love the boundaries established.
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sure, money can’t buy you “happiness” but it can buy you a sense of financial security, remove the worry of not being able to feed yourself, remove the fear of losing your house, remove the discomfort of not being able to socialize because you don’t have the money to go out, and also it can buy you the new pokemon game and that’s pretty fucking close
The Taj Mahal, Evening, Vasily Vasilievich Vereschagin
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Personal Shit, Don’t read if u mean.
I’ve had this tumblr for a year and very rarely post anything I created directly. This is a first. Sorry to all my new followers for your immediate exposure to my outpour of words.
About three months ago I had sex for the first time. It was my idea. I thought I was ready, so I convinced a friend to be my fwb, that “relationship” lasted all of one night. My thought was to go ahead and get “losing my virginity” out of the way. And I did. But now, months later, I am having pangs of loss. Not regret, but loss. I gave away a monumental memory to someone I don’t want to remember all because I thought I was being practical.
I lost my chance to discover sex with someone I like.
My first time wasn’t sweet with fledgling emotions. It was more of an out of body experience; like I was watching a video of me having sex with somebody. It was hushed. It was gross.
I don’t want to be sad about the decision I made. I don’t want to feel these feelings, or think these thoughts. I managed to hold them off for three months but now they are creeping in. I need to remember the pros I thought of when making this decision:
- I’m no longer a novelty—a lot of guys are ridiculously attracted to virgins and will swear to gift them the moon just to be her first. (Don’t fucking tell me I’m lying, I know.)
- the next time I have sex, the act won’t be as foreign and I’ll be able to focus on the pleasure instead of thinking “what the hell??” the whole time
- …THIS ISNT HELPING.
My friends tell me to cry about it, but I don’t want to waste tears on it. Why cry about the consensual loss of innocence when there are so many more, worthier causes for tears?? Also, if I cry, won’t I be admitting that it was the wrong decision?
Tell me that its okay to cry. Tell me that these feelings and thoughts are normal. Tell me that I didn’t spoil the universe’s plan for me by taking matters into my own hands.
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Songs that are turning 10 years old In 2014 (Based on release dates)
This was my soundtrack to middle school
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OMG WHAT DID I DO!?
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I LEARNED A THING
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