do ya ever bring your pet up to a mirror and ur like “that you”

what you do at night is between you and the fucking moon

When you see it, REBLOG IT.

UPS drivers have the most interesting photos to share. 

Photos via UPS Dogs

im a person who wants to do lots of things trapped inside a body that wants to SLEEP at all times

Too depressed to be awake? Not depressed enough for a Depression Nap™? Welcome to Existential Crisis Wrapped in Blanket!

Currently me 😂

one thing I don’t think people realize is that in arguments about human rights, it’s not about trying to persuade the other party. it’s not about them at all. they’ve already made up their mind.

it’s about persuading the audience.

if I call out my teacher on being homophobic I’m not trying to change his opinion. I’m trying to convince any closeted kids in the room that they’re not the monsters he’s made them out to be.

if I argue with my aunt about how racist she’s being it’s not because I expect to change her mind. it’s because I’m hoping to god my cousin’s kids hear and learn that maybe skin color doesn’t mean what she says it means.

people will try to hush you and say “they’re not going to change their minds, don’t bother” but it’s not about them. it was never about them.

if anyone of my followers want to know why I have arguments online. it’s about not letting it go unchallenged. it’s about the audience knowing it’s not unchallenged. it’s about hopefully giving others a new perspective. it’s about standing up to them 

The Crocodile’s Toothache by Shel Silverstein from Where The Sidewalk Ends

The Crocodile’s Toothache

The Crocodile Went to the dentist And sat down in the chair, And the dentist said, “Now tell me, sir, Why does it hurt and where?” And the Crocodile said, “I’ll tell you the truth, I have a terrible ache in my tooth,” And he opened his jaws so wide, so wide, Then the dentist, he climbed right inside, And the dentist laughed, “Oh isn’t this fun?” As he pulled the teeth out, one by one. And the Crocodile cried, “You’re hurting me so! Please put down your pliers and let me go.” But the dentist laughed with a Ho, Ho, Ho, And he said, “I still have twelve to go- Oops, that’s the wrong one, I confess, But what’s one crocodile’s tooth more or less?” Then suddenly, the jaws went SNAP, And the dentist was gone, right off the map, And where he went one could only guess… To North or South or East or West… He left no forwarding address. But what’s one dentist, more or less?

why not both?

Artwork from The Lobster (d. Yorgos Lanthimos, 2015).

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