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Truer words have never been spoken.
*Scrolls past*
*reluctant sigh*
*scrolls back up*
*rebogs*
Had a dream that I woke up to noises and when I looked outside, there were 5 cats and a sleepwalking Anthony Padilla on my roof
Before Barbenheimer, there was “Apocalypse in Pink,” the August 1983 theme of fashion/culture magazine SPECTAGORIA. The issue’s controversial imagery of Barbie-esque models attempting to stay gorgeous and glamorous amidst nuclear annihilation sought to, in the words of editor/photographer Sera Clairmont, “revel in the morbid absurdity of the new American condition,” an “anxiety vibrating underneath all our plastic smiles.”
“It’s The Hot Pink Cold War,” Clairmont wrote in her introduction. “It’s ‘Material Girl’ on the radio and ‘WarGames’ at the drive-in. It’s ‘Girls Just Wanna Have Fun’ interrupted by the emergency broadcast signal. We’re told to look sexy, dress fashionable, make money, and spend money, but be sure we’re just the right amount of terrified about the bomb. Get that Malibu dream home, keep working on that perfect body, sip cocktails by the pool in your little pink bikini and watching the stocks go up — but STAY VIGILANT! and for God’s sake vote Republican, because that dream home could melt into a pink plastic inferno at any given moment. Just don’t stop smiling as the blast liquefies your skin into bubbling ooze like a Barbie doll in a microwave - it’s bad for the economy.”
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THIS IS WHAT I WANT ON NY HALOWEEN DASH OMG
I’ll never stop reblogging this
I told myself I’d wait until October to start putting halloween stuff on my blog. I’m a dirty liar.
SG-1 has seen some shit…entirely too much shit
No justice no peace! Keep fighting, stay safe, stay informed, black lives matter!
#i literally crack up everytime #at least ten of the notes are from me
Joe Exotic is Here for me.
Y'know what I really fuckin hate?
Tiny houses.
Not the concept, the notion, the Platonic ideal of a low-cost low-impact high-efficiency dwelling. That’s great. That’s awesome.
What really imagines my dragons is that in practice about 9 times out of 10 tiny house communities are just a way for rich hipsters to finally fulfil their greatest fantasy:
They found a way to fucking gentrify the trailer park
listen i know you’re making a point here but i cant stop thinking about ‘imagines my dragons’
Write 'I am (your name), the protector of' and let your phone decide.
I'll start bc I'm actually curious xD
I am Natalia, the protector of the day.
😂 I like that
I am Kyss, protector of the art and the colors
OMG 😆😆😆
I am Rosalind, protector of my god
I am Lukas, protector of my brain.
I am Ally, protector of the noodle.
I am Indie, protector of the sea
I am Maria the protector of the rising sun
I am Roan, protector of the night
i am sharky the protector of my coffee
I am crow, protecter of the time
I am Crowley, protector of the office.
I am Spider, protector of the event
I am Melissa, protector of the year.
I am Troy, protector of the new life and the last time we had to be in the same place as the other team we had to do with it haha.
I am Dum-E, the protector of my last name.
Boss? What did you do?
I am Sam, the protector of the box.
FUCK YES
I am Erin, protector of the fact that I am not sure what to do
...had to do a couple clicks for it to be an actual statement but this is true, I'll own it and I'll fight u
this is probably the best compilation out there
it’s hard to believe this entire moment in our lifetimes has come and gone
I literally laugh-cried
fanfiction is so wild cause im like…..ugh im not in the mood to read a book…..i’ll just read an 82k word fic instead……
Look…. To start a book… You have to make room in yourself for new characters and worlds. Do I look like I have the emotional energy for that? Do I look like I can trust like that right now? Just show me the things I already know pay good returns on my investment, except I also want to read something new so I guess they can be in a coffee shop this time.
do you ever get into a mood where you need like affection and cuteness but you resent that you have to ask for it so you end up just like sulking alone in your bed wishing someone would psychically know that you need cuddling
This speaks to me
According to this great quiz I am 56% dateable, which is a pretty good score if you ask me, I thought I’m gonna get like 4%, so why am I not dating anyone 😔
I'll be over here alone with my 5% thanks
BEHOLD
I want to break…FREE!! 💗
SPREAD UR WINGS BABY
friend: you look stressed me: haha yeah it’s the stress