Don't be so fucking serious.

Tumblr is for gay porn and Pokemon, so why should mine be any different?

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There aren’t enough pictures of this cat.

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Dead. I am dead. Happy Monday, afterlife.

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favorite.

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RuPaul wants to record a duet with Honey Boo Boo because “she understands what drag is.”

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Miley Cyrus - Lilac Wine

A surprisingly, respectful cover.

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We are the queer heroes we’ve been waiting for.

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me every day

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In Rent, AIDS seems to be a disease which renders one cuter and cuter. The characters are artists, creative types. Some of them are homosexual, and the ones who aren’t homosexual don’t even seem to mind! They screen their calls, and when it is their parents, they roll their eyes - they hate their parents. They are never going back to Largemount, no way! They will stay here, in their 2000 square feet of picturesque poverty, being sexually free and creative. Here’s some ways to broadcast creativity in a movie: Sit at a typewriter, reading the page you’ve just written, realise that it’s shit and toss it behind you (cut to wastepaper basket overflowing with crumpled paper.) Here’s what they do in Rent to show that they are creative: Nothing! They do nothing. They hang out. And hanging out can be marvelous, but hanging out does not make you an artist. A second-hand wardrobe does not make you an artist. Neither do a hair-trigger temper, melancholic nature, hating your parents, nor even HIV. I hate to say it, but none of these can make you an artist. They can help. But just as being gay does not make one witty - you can suck a mile of cock, it does not make you Oscar Wilde. Believe me, I have tried - the only thing that makes you an artist is making art, and that takes the opposite of hanging out.

David Rakoff (via oldceremony)

Oh, but wait - here's an idea: this is some bullshit. Rent is a broadway musical written by Jonathan Larson in the early 90s. While the show is based of a pre-existing Opera, the show and it's characters are heavily driven by real people from Larson's life. Real people with HIV. The words, the music are all inspired by the last words and testaments of his friends who died from the horrible virus. What people fail to realize is that Rent is one of the first, widespread documentations of the American, gay lifestyle and how it's affected by HIV.

Plus, it was the first - and is one of only two musicals to win a Pulitzer prize. Just sayin'.

(Besides, dude wants to act all holier-than-thou but incorrectly uses AIDS vs HIV. Tsk.)

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I-I’m a kawaii independent blogger-chan who don’t need no sempai, baka

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Fun fact: I facebook stalk the guy on the left a lot.

From: I Want Your Love

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I’m glad there are some of you who follow me that know what this means to me. 

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Beyoncé: The Avatar