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One Nice Bug Per Day

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Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her

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she killer on my jeff until i the
FOR THE LOVE OF GOD SOMEONE TELL MARKIPLIER
no fucking way
No matter how progressive or well-read you are, there are always going to be moments in your life where somebody pushes back against something that's so culturally ingrained you never even considered it before. And you'll say "Huh, it never occurred to me to challenge this but you're right" and that doesn't mean you were "morally toxic" before, it means you're a non-omniscient human capable of growth.
The Shirt by Shelley Niro, 2003.
Niro’s work consists of a connecting series of photographs that should be read together as a whole narrative. The images are set in a pastoral landscape, and each subsequent photograph offers an increasingly incisive statement on the colonization of the land that once belonged to aboriginal peoples.
Shelly Niro was born in Niagara Falls, NY in 1954. She is a member of the Mohawk Nation, Iroquois Confederacy, Turtle Clan, Six Nations Reserve. She is currently based in Brantford, Ontario, and works in a variety of media, including beadwork, painting, photography, and film. (via virtual museum)
i miss when you could make political art without placing personal identity (and the self) at the center of everything
this piece (“artist bio” by anna daliza) sort of perfectly sums it up. the emphasis on identity politics and tokenization in art/music/performance spaces feels reductive and exploitative- like it offers a sort of racial tourism for the wealthy white patrons. none of what im saying are original thoughts btw go see White by james ijames
wish i would get thirstfollowed. but y’all only follow me cuz i’m funny and brilliant or whatever
light yagami is so fucking stupid in like a month they narrowed it down from like it could be anyone in the world.. to it could be anyone in japan to it could be anyone in the kanto region to it could be any student in the kanto region to its honestly probably one of the family members of these two policemen and my god this mans son is so fucking weird whats wrong with him like honestly i think L should have just taken the risk and hit light with a car one day and been like huh funny the kira murders stopped right this policemans son got hit by a car i asked my chauffeur to drive into him funny how that works out
internet ransom note where instead of magazine letters it’s just jpgs of letters found on google
The Catholics are not just on tumblr making sponsored posts they are also using CRUSADES MAPS to illustrate their plans ... besties no ...
why did i try weed omg ima die i feel like a a dvd player
Just saw a leather jacket that says “my other ride is your dad” on the back and I don’t think I’ll ever be the same
let’s give credit where it’s due and thank ms. bob the drag queen
Jean Paul Gaultier: Spherical Illusion Top (1996)
do drugs jack off kill yourself then wake up in the morning and have a cup of cawfie n eat some cigarettes
matching couples shirts that say "<- THE ONE WHO WILL INEVITABLY DESTROY ME"
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