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Hi, I'm Kristen. California. 16. Senior.

Anonymous: Hey, I'm sorry if it's a stupid question but, in my country we don't have the same umm "school levels" and I was wondering if you could tell me the level and its corresponding age like you say youre 16 and senior so if im 16 i would be a senior too?

It’s not stupid! It’s different in a lot of countries. So basically in high school it’s grade 9 through 12 or freshman, sophomores, juniors, and seniors. In grade 9 (freshman), most people are 14 turning 15, grade 10 (sophomores) would be 15-16, grade 11 (juniors) would be 16-17, and grade 12 (seniors) would be 17-18. There are a few people who start senior year 16 but usually turn 17 at the beginning of the school year (August-December) but in my case, I won’t be 17 until March which is more towards the end. So in short I’m a little off (I should only be going into my junior year), but I’m going into senior year. I hope this kind of answers your question hahaha


princekilljoy:

the-animation-alchemist:

  • white people are not the bad guys
  • Christian people are not the bad guys
  • Republicans are not the bad guys
  • straight people are not the bad guys
  • cisgender people are not the bad guys
  • rich people are not the bad guys
  • men are not the bad guys
  • racist, bigoted, homophobic, ignorant, selfish, and / or rude people are the bad guys

dear social justice bloggers

(Source: he-was-number-wan)


coconut-cola:

mysteried:

eunoiiaaa:

YES OMFG IVE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS GIF TO COME ON MY DASH I LOVE THEM SO MUCH

THEYRE SO HOT


OTP BLAIR AND CHUCK FOREVER FUCK


"

My friend once told me
she liked this guy because of his hands
And I found it absurd that anyone
would develop feelings over one feature,
and not care about the rest

It wasn’t until you used your hands
to cup the back of my neck the first time we kissed
and I could feel your firm grasp pull me closer,
and my insides exploded
and my head buzzed with bliss.

And the first night you slept over,
you fell asleep with your hand
laid over my stomach
and your fingers felt like a fire
that I didn’t mind burning my skin.

The first time we got drunk,
was the first time you played with my hair,
and my god I was hooked,
I’d drink forever if it meant you’d never stop.

And in public you’d hold my hand,
and rub your thumb in little circles
that left me wanting you more,
no matter what you would never let me go,
I was glued to you,
and I honestly didn’t mind

When we talked about breaking up,
you saw my lips quiver with fear,
and you brushed over my lips with your fingers
before pulling me into your lap
and you kissed me like never before.
With your hands on my hips
pulling me so close to you,
leaving no space in between us.
It was then I realized I never wanted you to go

Its now that,
I finally understand why hands
were the only feature that mattered

"
- Hands: Carol Shlyakhova(strong-but-breakable)




difficult-soloutions:

this is gorgeous