The name is Flor (as in Flower). Proud Chicana/feminist. I promote body positivity. Happily taken. I'm from sunny southern California. I am a Bio major at Cal State University San Bernardino. I'm currently minoring in Chicano Studies, but biology is sucking my life dry. My aspiration is to some day become a medical doctor in family practice; I'm still light years away from that. Simply, I'm a college nothing.
I tend to post things that amuse me. I also blog my feels. I do not apologize for anything "offensive." Feel free to follow me, OR unfollow me; whatever floats your boat. Hopefully my seemingly mundane blogs can paint together a portrait of who I am to you.
Catching Elephant is a theme by Andy Taylor
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So I pokemon-fusioned and
…
the MAJESTY
I fucking CAN’T
No Face = me at parties
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Fun fact time: many of my old acquaintances still make joking comments whenever they see me wearing pink, because as a child (and honestly pretty much right up to high school) I would refuse to associate with any pink objects.
It wasn’t because I didn’t like pink, it was because since I appeared female I was supposed to/ it was immediately assumed that I did and therefore it pissed me the ever-loving fuck off. I was ashamed to like it, which is terrible because pink is an awesome color. But when you shove it down young girls throats it gets really old, really fast.
Give the child the fucking rainbow, and if they pick pink, it’s not because they are female and/or effeminate, it’s because they like the color pink.
THIS.
Gosh this
YES! As a child my parents all they got me was pink things. Never asked me for my opinion, just, here. Pink. In fact, BLUE has always been my favorite color (though I hold no resentment to the color pink). As I got older, I started rebelling and refusing to wear/accept anything pink. One day my mom got mad because I was rearranging my room to non pink things, and said “It’s like you’re ashamed of what we get you!” And I finally confronted her and said, “Has it ever occurred to you that I don’t like pink all that much!?” Since then, they laid off with the pink.
Also, I rock a blue car! My favorite shade too. Sue me!
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“Some 12 year old at target gave me some cash to buy him black ops. I told him to wait for me outside in 5 minutes otherwise if he’s with me it would have looked too suspicious. Put the game back, went out the other exit and laughed my ass off. Easiest $55 I ever made. Lesson learned? Don’t give your mom’s money to strange guys, kids.”
Gotdamn life lessons is hittin pockets hard out here
I mean I don’t think people should give their money to strangers but this is some asshole shit.
So you robbed a child? Congrats you’re a disgusting piece of shit. Why the fuck would you even brag about this? You are fucking vile.
^ This!
My mini cupcake & white owl tattoos! In love with them. They turned out perfect.
I want this so bad
so so bad
Local at home
artistscratcher “hooked it up”.He does tattoos for “the low low”, other than being totally unoriginal and it being a shitty tattoo, it’s a perfect example of why you should go to a shop! This shit is on you forever! Cheap tattoos aren’t worth it!
ok so u see those three dots in the shape of a triangle?
they’re moles
they’re also a common tattoo that people get when they’re in a gang or a mafia, in France it means “Death to cows (cops),” in Germany each dot is equivalent to how many years they spent in prison, homeless people and sailors use it as a sign of protection, it’s also a Freemason symbol, and it has something to do with keeping an oath to society in Turkey.
so basically the thug life actually chose me.
everyone can go home now.
In Spanish speaking cultures, it represents “Mi vida loca,” which means “my crazy life.” I once drew three dots on my wrists with a sharpie and showed my mom and she slapped me silly.
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