Each morning I get up, I die a little.

AROL'S YRAM.

femslash. indie junkie. music. headphones. films. typewriter. books. food. vintage. witchcraft. graveyard. rainbow. black. poetry. anglophile. skins. lilykat. naomily. union jack. nylon. vegan. chim. bleighton. lovez. wayfarer. summer. photography. plaid. candles. caffeine. nicotine. novels. random. short.
  • Guy on train: I'd fuck you if you didn't have so many tattoos.
  • Me: *turns up music*
  • Guy: I said I'd fuck you if you didn't have so many tattoos!
  • Me: *takes off headphones* Leave. Me. Alone.
  • Guy: Why the fuck do you have so many tattoos?
  • Me:
  • Guy: Are you fucking deaf as well as a piece of trash?
  • Lady by door: Hey. Leave her alone.
  • Guy: Are you her trash girlfriend? Fucking dykes, all tattooed like fucking men. Disgusting waste of pussy.
  • Lady: *moves forward, carefully moves jacket so only I can see the badge on her belt* Are you okay?
  • Me: Fine. Just wish he'd go away.
  • Lady cop: I can make that happen.
  • Guy: Oh, yeah, bitch? Who the fuck are you? I'll kill you!
  • Lady cop: And that's what I was waiting for. *grabs guy, holds him against the door* Harassing women on the train was enough, but you just threatened a cop. You're battin' a thousand tonight.
  • Entire train: *applauds*

marynesq:

NO REASONS FOR THAT SCENE, NOT ONE, NOT A SINGLE ONE REASON OTHER THAN REGINA IS MADLY IN LOVE WITH EMMA. NO.FUCKING.OTHER.REASONS. NOT ONE.

(Source: alisonhendrrix, via hardcoreevilregal)