hi.

[denisvilleneuve]

Moonlight (2016) dir. Barry Jenkins

[tastefullyoffensive]

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[reverseracism]

Truth.

[snumelhp]

[overpricedvodka]

[juulcatmeme]

1917 / 2017

[ambiguouspup]

[vadavvada-deactivated20170505]

entering 2017 like

[itschinyere-deactivated20200201]

[itschinyere-deactivated20200201]

Me running after Obama’s car when he leaves office.

[otterchoir]

me before showering: i don’t want to shower

me once in the shower: i live here now

[thenatsdorf]

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“I hate car rides…I LOVE CAR RIDES!”

[dorfs]

[ssensura]

Don’t you hate it when you’re dead inside and run out of apps to refresh

[snaggletoothsmith]

Who has the better relationship with Bo?

[emilyisobsessed]

[yesdarlingido]

I cried because I want my daughters to feel that blazing pride, that affirmation of their boundless capacity — not from their husbands, but from their world, from the atmosphere, from inviolable wells of certainty inside themselves. I cried because it’s not fair, and I’m so tired, and every woman I know is so tired. I cried because I don’t even know what it feels like to be taken seriously — not fully, not in that whole, unequivocal, confident way that’s native to handshakes between men. I cried because it does things to you to always come second.

Lindy West, New York Times (via yesdarlingido)

[macklesufficient]

[betterloveforme]

@ Republicans this is your legacy

[notoriouslynay]

No pity your party is crumbling

[metaphoricallypainting]

This is literally racism.

[commodifiedsouls]

And now Trump voters have the GALL to demand we respect their abomination when they spent the last 8 years flagrantly demeaning and disrespecting President Obama. Go fuck yourselves, you vile hypocrites.

[thisisdefinitelyacreativename]

I’m going to disrespect the fuck outta trump and nobody better complain

[karrakazz]

fall is not cute it is the season of death and ur sweater will not protect u. not even ur sweater paws.

[retroactivebakeries]

jokes on you I love death and being dead and I will wear my sweater to the grave