mascpriv:

this local woman who has a tomboy kid reached out to my butch group to see if a few of us wouldn’t mind having brunch with her family and a couple more of the girls tomboy friends, cuz she read that it’s important for your development to have adult versions of “people like you” in your life when you’re growing up. which is definitely true. so we’re going over tomorrow. can you believe that? like, I’m gonna cry.

okpals:

bumblebeebats:

bumblebeebats:

cockhunt:

can they like release new vegetables 

i work at whole foods and im here to tell u that they do

Some lady the other day puts this on my conveyor belt

and im like ……………………………………..ma’am what is this

and she has the audacity to say “i don’t know”

as someone who worked at wfm for two years, i can confirm that this does happen

theladyinquisitors:

lordstark:

“nasa gone rogue” sounds like they’re stealing rockets and going to the moon illegally or something

but nope, “rogue” these days is a word that means “posting real climate change facts that your president doesn’t want you to know”

like if you support nasa posting real climate change facts that the orange dictator doesn’t want you to know. reblog if you support nasa stealing rockets and going to the moon illegally.

floretsilva:

biggest-gaudiest-patronuses:

youraveragemushroom:

gourmet-fruit-gels:

taintedsugar:

biggest-gaudiest-patronuses:

tangirlisfangirl:

a-lil-freakin-nerd:

possiblestoner:

biggest-gaudiest-patronuses:

candalable:

biggest-gaudiest-patronuses:

Were you a monster-under-the-bed, monster-in-the-closet, or humans-are-the-true-monsters kid

I was the “In-the-kitchen-as-soon-as-I-turn-off-the-light-switch-oh-my-god-run-like-hell” sort of kid

What the heck

“hanging-over-me-while-i-lay-in-bed-cant-open-my-eyes-or-it-will-kill-me” kid

“That-baby-doll-is-an-alien-coming-to-kill-me” kid

“Have-a-night-light-so-you-can-stare-up-at-the-ceiling-and-avoid-the-crawling-monsters-on-the-floor” kid

none of us were ok as kids

“there’s-a-monster-over-there-but-if-i-don’t-look-at-it-and-stay-under-the-covers-it-can’t-get-me” and “don’t-look-at-the-floor-dont-look-at-the-floor-dont-look-at-the-floor”

I was scared of jesus bc I thought he was a monster

My bed was hollow underneath so I stead of being scared of a monster under the bed I was scared one day I’d find a human under my bed

the fuck

i would leave a lamp on and would stare at the shadows in my room bc i was scared they’d move

darthvigil:

karadanver:

when-in-doubt-sing:

arbitraryimposition:

thebutchriarchy:

Medusa with the Head of Perseus, Luciano Garbati, 2008

I adore how she carries his head low, at her side, and not aloft in triumph. This is not a self-aggrandizing hero lauding her great deed. This is a woman who wanted to be left the fuck alone.

Also look at her body. The double hips. The asymetrical boobs. She’s thin, but she’s realistic as hell. That’s a real woman.

And the look in her eyes. Damn.

SNUBES

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