and they run away to highgarden where they braid each other’s hair and eat lemon cakes and thrive in the matriarchy and nothing bad happens to them ever again the end ♥♥♥ [prints at society6]
Thug Kitchen by DarkClinton
This is the literally the best.
“Vegan as fuck, son!”
I am writing pop-punk poetry to spray-paint on the trains that will go by your house that you will never see
but people in Minnesota will know that I loved you here
behind the gang signs
and above the small skyline
I loved you at the top of a hill
and you won’t hear about it again
but people in New York
will hear about the way you could touch
grab
kiss
like a cloudy day
I wish this was spoken word so I could put a voice to it
It’s back.
No, don’t ignore this.
This affects every one of you in the U.S.
Take a single moment to reblog this dammit. We stopped it last time by public outcry, we can do it again.oh my god you guys it’s back. Reblog the shit out of this
Take a fucking moment to reblog before all our lives are over.
Folks. FOLKS. CISPA has been re-introduced in the House. And if we want it to go away - again - we’re going to have to work hard. Again. Get on it.
please sign the declaration!
The Bullshit Police in “Friend Zone”
Written by SungWon ProZD Cho
Illustrated by Jackson Siro Wyse
Guess what, fellas, girls are not OBLIGATED to date you, and if what she perceives as a friendship results in you being a whiny piece of garbage because she won’t date you (because how DARE she!!!), then TOO BAD.
Jackson took my “GO MAKE ME A SANDWICH YOLO” shirt from my original script and went all out with a MENAGERIE of terrible clothing. Good job, Jackson.
pssssst new comic new comic
I can’t stop laughing at the law eagles
perfect
Didn’t Austin coin the term “ass cactus”??
The “romantic-sexual/platonic” love dichotomy leaves no room for the real emotional nuances people experience in their attachments, and I think that it often causes us to live with simplified relationships not because we want to or because we have simple desires and feelings but because we have no experience, cultural context, or language to accommodate a complex social life or set of relationships. This is why language is so important. This is why words and labels matter. How can you have the kind of relationships you want with anyone, if you don’t even have the words to accurately express how you feel? Hell, half the time, people don’t even understand their own feelings and relationship desires because what they feel is not simple at all, but the only relationship framework they know makes everything seem simple and clear cut: romance and sex go together, friendship is separate from both of those things, couplehood/primary partnership is exclusive to romance and sex, etc.
But if we are to accept the possibilities and realities of asexual romance, primary nonsexual/nonromantic love, nonromantic sex and sexual friendship, romantic (nonsexual) friendship, queerplatonic nonsexual relationships and sexual relationships, etc…. we have to drop this way of thinking and speaking about relationships and love in a romantic-sexual/platonic dichotomous way. None of those “complex” relationships fit into that model
“Platonic love” is a problematic term. | The Thinking Asexual (via ace-muslim)
romantic nonsexual friendships are my favourite types of relationships
(via life-and-limb)
Stephen Scobie, on the Naropa Institute’s 1994 tribute to Allen Ginsberg (via thisisendless)
FUCK
(via femmeboyant)
I’m just frozen. Absences of women in history don’t “just happen,” they are made.
(via queereyes-queerminds)
Fuck
(via gladtoseeyou)
Corso will probably always be my favorite beat
(via mattachinereview)
(Source: fuckyeahbeatniks)
Listen,
It does not matter what you say. As a woman, as a woman of color, as a woman of size, as a woman with large breasts or no breasts and a lifetime of experience with bucketloads of passion. It does not fucking matter.*
Because unless there is a white guy backing you up, you are an angry bitch. Uppity, spirited, “that girl,” the femanazi, the super-libber, the PC chick, the conspiracy theorist…
I just wish my own experiences were enough. That the experiences of fellow women were enough. But we must always come with backers. We must always have a few men nodding along behind us in the crowd. And at the very least if we’re going to be so bold as to bring up racism or sexism in polite company then we better be willing to quote reputable studies that have been widely recognized by the psychological and sociological communities.
If we lack this armor we are just drama. Dramatic or… wait for it… psycho bitches who think everybody is out to rape them or thinks they must be, “Like, soooo attractive to be hit on so much and totally, probably, like, thinks like a victim.”
This is so dangerous because I believe it teaches us not to trust our own judgments. Sadly, in this world, that can be life or death. When that guy hits on you for the third time at the club we should just get over it. He wasn’t being that creepy. “Oh no, girl, don’t talk to the bouncer about him, that’s just drama. Just have a good time.” I complained anyway but nothing was done.
And hey, when he tries to attack you while leaving the club—which happened to me and a friend in June of this year—the police may ask you why you didn’t complain “more than once” to security. I shit you not.
Because it is never good enough. It’s always a teachable moment from man to woman. So listen up, child, because that’s exactly what you are. At least until a white man comes to back up your claims. But I don’t have to tell you that. You already know. The trick is for this argument not to be dismissed outright by some dude in a Quicksilver t-shirt because the fact is, he has final say on the veracity of our claims.
: soydulcedeleche :.
(via resmc)
“I just wish my own experiences were enough. That the experiences of fellow women were enough.”
“I just wish my own experiences were enough. That the experiences of fellow women were enough.”
“I just wish my own experiences were enough. That the experiences of fellow women were enough.”
(via sexxxisbeautiful)
ELVISH
I AM SO DONE WITH THIS SITE
I CAN DIG ELVISH
Nice!
YOU AIN’T NOTHIN BUT A BALROG
FLAMIN ALL THE TIME
YOU AIN’T NOTHIN BUT A BALROG
FLAMING ALL THE TIME
WELL YOU AIN’T NEVER CAUGHT A HOBBIT
BUT YOU ATE A WIZARD OF MINE.
itried
I LALMOST SPIT OUT MY SOUP
Having a bad day? Here is an audio clip of Elijah Wood giggling.
HOW CAN I PUT THIS ON MY IPOD?!?!?!?!
I’M FUCKING DONE WITH THE INTERNET
I feel like there needs to be a Doctor Who fan vid made to this thing.
“You fight like a girl.”
I’m sorry
I didn’t
realise
that
was
a
bad
thing
Reblogging because I’m sure the comic readers out there could add some more.
yeah
so sorry
i can’t hear you
over the sound
of me crushing my enemies
This list
was looking
a little
white
so here you go