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My name is Meghan, I'm 24 and I never want to be average.

I'm currently traveling the world.

Hey circadianarrhythmia any chance you can help me figure out what kind of animal this is from? I think it might be a sheep but there’s also tons of goats, cows and kangaroos in the area.

Recent how-to articles I’ve looked up: How to poop in the woods and How to change the oil in you car.

"Some names will always taste bitter."
6 Word Poem About Love, by Devyn Springer (via zajebancija)

(via muerteconleche)

"Rather than accepted, female bisexuality is “encouraged” on the sole grounds that it be palatable to straight men. Bisexual women are presented in hypersexualized contexts, as sexual objects for the hegemonic straight male gaze, while directly or covertly appealing to a quasi-pornographic fantasy of a (two females and one male) threesome, and while also reassuring us that these women are not really bisexual, but are simply behaving so for the satisfaction of the presumed male spectator."
— Shiri Eisner, Bi: Notes for a Bisexual Revolution, p.159 (via bisexual-books)

(via vintageginger)

#Dolphins playing in the water only a few yards from our campsite  (at Cliff Head South)

#Dolphins playing in the water only a few yards from our campsite (at Cliff Head South)

Guess who went sand boarding today? I did! ☺️

This is the second out of two times that my boyfriend has bought me a birthday gift that absolutely does not suit me. Last year were matching earrings and necklace that are so ugly and so not my style that I can hardly stand to look in the mirror when I wear them. I’m not sure what to do. We need to return the uggs anyway because they’re the wrong size. I don’t know if I should say “well actually let’s get something else.” I just feel so guilty for not wanting them. And I passionately don’t want them. Maybe I’ll pretend to like them. I don’t know.

My boyfriend bought me Uggs for my birthday -_-

My stupid fucking roommates are moving out and left the house unlocked and all doors wide open while they weren’t home. Their stuff isn’t there anymore so they don’t give a shit if ours ends up stolen. I left an angry note since I was only home for a few minutes and don’t have their phone numbers and now I’m sure they’re going to say something patronizing to me for getting angry about this. Ugh I’m just so angry about this. It’s completely not ok. You shut and lock the door when you’re not home. That’s how it works.