oh god im responsible for me

We took the drunk train home.

They were all absolutely infatuated with him and whispering about how much they wanted to pet him and then shushing each other saying “no that’s rude you can’t! just leave him alone!” so I told them they can pet him if they want and they were absolutely overwhelmed with happiness, while simultaneously being very concerned for his well-being, continually asking if I was very sure that it was okay and that I should please please tell them if I need them to leave him alone.

Basically, it was a great ending to a VERY long day. Sometimes people are really great.

the composition here is honestly close enough to a medieval painting, and just fuckin beautiful in 2138908 ways, that i think we can go ahead and hang this in a museum, thanks

especially the romeo professing his love in the background, but his girl being more interested in the dog.

The dog’s name is Christmas.

straight guys are absurd. i once asked one if they’d kiss a boy for $50,000 and they said no. at that point it’s not even gay it’s just the best option

“My Crimes”

Oh, right. The crimes. The crimes by Trump. The crimes especially committed by Trump, Trump’s crimes. Those crimes?

Absolute murder.

So I just came out to my Mormon grandma. I expected a lot of things! I had a lot of fears! Prepared for many eventualities!

I was NOT prepared for her to say, “Oh honey, I already knew. The Holy Ghost told me.”

#the holy???? ghost??????#the holy ghost is out here SNITCHING ON ME to my GRANDMA#somebody who understands the trinity please explain whether the holy ghost is supposed to be a big fucking tattletale

my brain cells when i start the day off by drinking water

i don’t want to look “hot” i want to look alluring, haunting, bewitching. i want to look like the kind of person hozier would write a song about.

Unpopular opinion

America shouldn't be celebrating freedom tomorrow when they are denying people their freedom in concentration camps.

america shouldn’t be celebrating freedom ever, as it’s never ever been free. it was founded on slavery and genocide, and it’s still engaged in both of those things to this day. often at the same time (using “detained” immigrants as free labor). america has never been worth celebrating.

america shouldn’t be

letting a traumatized character have their happy ending where they can recover from their trauma will always be a thousand times more powerful than killing them off for shock value

“It wasn’t a secret.  The first day we met I told her I was bisexual, and that I’d been with men and women my entire life.  At the time she shrugged it off.  And it wasn’t an issue for the first ten years of our marriage.  The relationship was perfectly loving and stable.  But then I don’t know, something happened.  It wasn’t a particular man.  I never cheated on her.  It was something abstract.  I just missed relationships with men.  So I told her.  I was honest.  But when I uttered that thing it was like a bomb went off.  She turned away her face like she’d been slapped very hard.  It caused her so much pain.  She lost a lot of weight.  We cried and cried and cried about it.  For three years we cried.  We’d meet at Starbucks every day and cry in front of everyone.  We didn’t live together after that.  And we were never sexual again.  But we were still intimate.  We still took a lot of naps together.  I always held her.  We’d go shopping and walk arm-in-arm.  She kept my last name and called me her gay husband.  Her health began to deteriorate in 2007.  It was a nerve disease.  She lost her hearing.  Then her sight.  And I took care of her.  She always told me to forget about her.  To go out there and find a good guy.  But I stayed by her side.  We’d never officially gotten divorced, which helped in the end.  They let me in the hospital room as her husband.  I wasn’t allowed to touch her, but I was right next to her as she died, breathing with her.  It’s been two years now.  I’ll move away soon.  There’s nothing left in this city for me.  But first I’m going to have a ceremony in Central Park, and give an envelope of her ashes to everyone who loved her.  I don’t know whether to call her my wife.  It’s not important to me.  Alexandra was the love of my life.”

dudes who accuse films like captain marvel of teaching young girls to hate men have no idea that literally no one and nothing is more effective at making girls hate men than men

this is now my most popular post and i haven’t so far seen a single dumbass attempted rebuttal so i’m feeling pretty good about it tbh

what if Thor’s hair looked like this tho (x)

I’m still mad about Thor’s hair so I made this because I was fUCKING ROBBED

Marvel you fucking cowards

Loki gets the second one because whatever the fuck was going on with his hair throughout the movies lmao

Please credit the original photos to the artist

the link to his instagram is literally right there in the first post, mate

You call yourself a farmer and you don’t have a piece of wheat sticking out of your mouth? disgusting