so so true!!!!

If they weren’t going to give us Arya x Gendry

Then they should not have let us see him look at her like this:

and like this:

and like this:

and like this:

or done this:

and they should never, ever have given us this:

But they did.

So yeah we know how Gendry feels about Arya. It’s all over his face.

That’s what I’m talking about ladies and gentlemen. Because in America we are all brothers and sisters. That’s right. Because a night like tonight when people come together, everybody likes to have a good time. That’s something we can all agree on right? Man some days it’s like you watch the news and you just get so disgusted with what’s going on some times. I’m tired of it, I’m tired of it. Sick of it. I fucking hate nazis. And I just remembered, there’s certain things in this world that are worth hating. And that is racism and that is fascism. Don’t take any shit from anybody. And always, always stick up for each other. Because that’s what we need. We need a little bit more understanding of what’s going on and we need a little bit more listening. Because I believe every single person in America, the one thing that we all have in common is all of us come from fucked up backgrounds. I know I do! How many people out there have some hidden emotions? That’s right, that’s right. But the one thing we can do is come together and get fucked up together. That’s right man, fucking look out for each other and stick up for the little guys. Stick up for the person that should be stuck up for. Because everybody needs a little bit of tender love and good health care.
—  Billie Joe Armstrong, lying on the floor of the Hollywood Casino Amphitheater stage in St. Louis
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N O V E M B E R  12 | 10:38pm

“They’re gonna be mad that you only bought one case.”

“Hey this stuff is expensive. I don’t owe your high school friends anything.”

“Wasn’t that like eight dollars? That’s so cheap.”

“Cheap on whose budget? My card was declined the other day when I tried to buy lucky charms.”

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Karlie; Ronny

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it’s so weird hearing americans talk about Target© as some kind of semi-religious holy space of reasonably priced goods and services, bc in it’s short, fever-dream existence up here in the frozen north it was… Not Good. 

in my experience with the three (3) i went to in the surrounding area it was. uh. you know when you step into a place and there’s nothing immediately noticeably wrong but you can just Feel that this is a Bad Space? like the kind of space where if you catch a glimpse of your mother walking down an aisle and turning a corner you know it’s a demonic trick and if you follow her it’ll lead you down a path to a dark space you can’t return from?

or you go in with your friend who’s right next to you but you get a text from them saying “hey i’m in the shoe aisle, you should come here” and you know it’s a trap from the devil? like other things:

  • only half of the dim, washed out, often flickering fluorescent lights were lit at any given time, usually only every-other set, leaving these valleys of darkness that made entire aisles inaccessible for fear of shadow people latching on to your soul like a dark passenger. 
  • entire sections were just Empty. empty shelves with no product, never any employees filling them up, no boxes waiting to be unpacked, no signs saying what should be there.
  • no employees at all actually? wandering around the store even though the parking lots were full and you walked in with a group of 20 or so felt so lonely. you could walk the whole place and it was dead silent and the only other “people” around always were several aisles away with their back turned, unmoving. there was always only one cashier and there was never anyone in her line.
  • there was never any music on or announcements played? another place that does this are all the dollar trees in my area and it gives me anxiety. i feel like i’m being hunted, like i have to hold my breath and listen for the footsteps of beasts in other aisles. 
  • the fitting rooms had a strange, dark energy to them. it felt like if you ever used them, whatever universe you closed the door on would not be the same one you stepped out into when you were done. the washrooms also contained this same dark energy.
  • passing the employees-only doors felt like wandering too close to a bears den. the glass windows never showed anything going on back there, no racks of product, no employees milling around. it was just pitch black, complete darkness. a hungry void.
  • leaving a target was the same disorienting feeling as leaving a dark theatre and exiting into the light. sound and colour and feeling rush back in. you feel like you can breathe again. a weight is lifted from your shoulders. you can’t remember any of the time you spent inside the target.

it is my sincere belief that the targets in canada never existed. the storefronts were put up, yes, but the stores themselves were vast empty caverns filled with dark dreams and sinister interlopers attracted to the malignant leftover energies from zellers. passing through the automatic doors was meant to teleport us to the nearest american location, but something went wrong and we entered an unnatural zone halfway between the upside down and whatever it was that happened in the langoliers. 

i believe the balls outside target are carefully crafted and powerfully attuned magical artifacts that keep up the illusion known as Target©, but were incorrectly spaced in canada due to a mixup between the metric and imperial systems of measurement, and that is why the brief twilight zone episode that was canadian target collapsed virtually overnight.