fake fight
holy shit!

holy shit!

yesterday’s math

having feelings  =

1 burger

5 slices of pizza

? cookies

? coffees

? beers

1 hotchocolate

2 fried chicken legs

2 new pairs of shoes

2 new pairs of pants

5 new shirts

1 new jacket

1 new book (breaking my self-imposed no book buying rule)

2 peices of cake

1 bag of chips

5 episodes of the simpsons

BUT

0 regrets

0 cigarettes

tangledupinlace:

cocoku:

thedailywhat:

Best Going-Away Present Ever of the Day: On his last day at an unnamed lion park, an employee gets a goodbye group hug from the pride’s youngest members.

[huffpo.]

I don’t think I’ve ever been so jealous.

i’m too raw for this right now

giant kitten love fest please

Q & A

Q: why is early 90s queercore the best?

A: it just is

“queer sex is great, it’s fun as shit 

don’t worry jesus is dead and god don’t exist 

and swearing is fun, it’s funner than piss 

that’s it’s stupid is a cruel and classist myth

queer sex is great, it’s fun as shit 

don’t kill yrself cuz people can’t deal with yr brilliance

sometimes i can’t remember why i want to live

then i think of all the freaks and i don’t want to miss this”

(Team Dresch)



saturnoregresa:

sometimes beauty is ugly
and messy
and fat

saturnoregresa:

sometimes beauty is ugly

and messy

and fat

!!!!

!!!!

FEMMEinism rules, okay?

choosing sides

i started working for a wealthy family as their nanny/manny/housekeeper/whatever. 

twice a week i tidy their mansion and shuttle their two perfect children to their lessons at the club. the children are 4 and 6.  they are white-blonde, blue-eyed, slightly-grownup -gerber-baby/ gapkids-model-beautiful.

her room is pink and cluttered with barbies and tiaras. seriously.  his room is blue with trucks and toy tools. yep.

the kids give me that familiar head-tilt when they look at me. the one that precedes ‘are you a boy or a girl?’  neither has asked me yet. 

on day one we went for a walk around the neighbourhood. so i know where the fancy, organic grocery store and playgounds are. when we get back to their home we come through the backdoor. 

“this is where the boys shoes go” she shows me  

(sneakers and leather dress shoes)

“this is where the girls shoes go”

(pink flipflops and flowery gumboots)

“we were wondering…” the mom says

six blue eyes locked onto me

“which side will you use.”

karapassey:

I couldn’t think of a comic to write today, so I taught myself how to make a .gif instead.


<3

karapassey:

I couldn’t think of a comic to write today, so I taught myself how to make a .gif instead.

<3