EVIL FAGGOT

not a woman, not yet a bioweapon.

[chronivore]

[ihatebisexualmen2]

Cyclists are perverts of a high degree

[ihatebisexualmen2]

Head to toe in skin tight polyester, mitochondria destroyed due to eating nut butter, sperm count in the negative, prostate completely decimated from sitting on the tiny ass seats. And they’re constantly swerving into busy streets at 180mph trying to get crushed by cars as if that’s more socially acceptable than publicly jerking off. SHAME ON THEM

[britneyspearsuniverse]

[superficialhouse-blog]

I’m dead.

[roslips]

[surprisebitch]

this video gives me life

[shake]

THISSS

[sohnealaska-deactivated20220915]

this could be a kdrama 

[whitegirlwithabombassbooty-deac]

[sadillite]

who looks hotter now ? me or da coffin ?

[casestudyinabsurdity]

Ann Coulter repeatedly Confused for dog by Animal Control

Ann Coulter lives under the constant threat of being confused for an afghan hound by animal control. In fact, she’s been held in 4 separate dog pounds against her will by animal control this week alone.

When asked her thoughts on such peculiar events, Coulter responded by blaming her repeated detainment on a “leftist liberal conspiracy”

Coulter went on to name “MSNBC & demonic ovary H. Clinton” as ringleaders responsible for the liberal lefts bark-heavy transgressions.

A veteran dissenter of the lefts liberal agenda, Coulter has had a lot of practice with the lefts attempt to muzzle her particular strand of neo-conservatism:

Immediately following the release of her most recent book, leftist media outlet Huffington Post reportedly ran a story chronicling the pundit’s college admission record.

A graduate of CT’s New Canaan HS, Coulter was reportedly denied admission to Princeton after her picture prompted an admissions officer reviewing her application to confuse New Canaan HS for the New Canaan K-9 Academy, the story claimed.

[quaaaasar]

he really do be Being

[b-random]

When I was 16, I had a fake I.D. and decided to go to a gay bar by myself because some friends bailed on me. While there, an older gentleman bought me a drink. He wasn’t a creeper, and he definitely wasn’t unattractive. I accepted the drink and began talking to him. No big deal. As the hour progressed, I felt myself feeling strange. I mentioned that I felt like I had a headache, and this guy helped guide me out of the bar. As we were walking down the street, the thought of, ‘Oh god, he’s drugged me, I’m going to die’ came to my head. I tried to get away, but I was so drugged up that I could barely walk, let alone speak. It also didn’t help that I had really large ‘goth’ platform shoes because I was going through a phase. Anyway, this guy brought me to his suv and began undressing me. As a final act of defiance, I hit him over the head with my platform shoe. He then punched me, and I remember thinking, ‘Why don’t they ever give workshops to gay guys about being victims of rape too?’ While I was as careful as possible, I never saw the guy slip something in the drink. I even watched the bar tender make the drink. Anyway, I lied there completely paralyzed while this pervert was lubing up. I locked eyes with his for a moment, and that’s when it happened. A very large and angry drag queen opened the door of the vehicle and beat the shit out of my attempted rapist. She and her other drag friends helped dress and care for me while the police arrived. I was saved by a group of guardian drag queens. They were basically the modern day ‘angels from heaven.’

[imgayitsok]

[verseflex]

i love softxshug so much they’re amazing

[mercuri-l]

[b-random]

When I was 16, I had a fake I.D. and decided to go to a gay bar by myself because some friends bailed on me. While there, an older gentleman bought me a drink. He wasn’t a creeper, and he definitely wasn’t unattractive. I accepted the drink and began talking to him. No big deal. As the hour progressed, I felt myself feeling strange. I mentioned that I felt like I had a headache, and this guy helped guide me out of the bar. As we were walking down the street, the thought of, ‘Oh god, he’s drugged me, I’m going to die’ came to my head. I tried to get away, but I was so drugged up that I could barely walk, let alone speak. It also didn’t help that I had really large ‘goth’ platform shoes because I was going through a phase. Anyway, this guy brought me to his suv and began undressing me. As a final act of defiance, I hit him over the head with my platform shoe. He then punched me, and I remember thinking, ‘Why don’t they ever give workshops to gay guys about being victims of rape too?’ While I was as careful as possible, I never saw the guy slip something in the drink. I even watched the bar tender make the drink. Anyway, I lied there completely paralyzed while this pervert was lubing up. I locked eyes with his for a moment, and that’s when it happened. A very large and angry drag queen opened the door of the vehicle and beat the shit out of my attempted rapist. She and her other drag friends helped dress and care for me while the police arrived. I was saved by a group of guardian drag queens. They were basically the modern day ‘angels from heaven.’

[imgayitsok]

[burberry]

Shaan Kandola

Photographed by Jon Cardwell on Regent Street in London

Student

[justanotheririshbottom]

[sailormoonsub]

Lethe and Mnemosyne: We made the difficult choice to join Galaxia's army because we had nothing left to lose. When given the choice between an abstract moral ideal and the hope of a tangible future, we chose the latter, despite the terrible cost.

Heavy Metal Papillon: I'm just here for fun. They're not even paying me, this job is like crack to me.

[sailormoonsub]

it's subtle, but eagle-eyed viewers will catch the symbolism

[sailormoonsub]

"fine. whatever. i don't care. it's not like your death will even change the inevitable cycle of power and violence. you're probably doomed by the narrative anyway."