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Tim Drake and Evan “Buck” Buckley are the same beautiful heart-eyed puppy that has been kicked too many times by people who should have been nurturing it.
In this essay I will
Jason Todd canonically reading Pride & Prejudice might be the end of me.
I thought that reactivating a tumblr account I hadn't touched in 15 years would be incredibly embarrassing but I've found out I was just as much of a weirdo them as I am now (or vice versa) so... still embarrassing, just in a different way.
Brisbane city on a hot December afternoon, we comin' at you.
Merry Christmas from Buzz and Woody
ACCURATE.
Hello I need an opinion please. I was talking to my boyfriend today and he told me this: "You are gorgeous in many different ways just not physically." this has made me really upset more then I want to admit so, my question I guess is do you think that him not finding me gorgeous physically is a big deal or am I just overreacting? He is a great guy and I always told him to be honest with me. So i guess I was asking for it.
Dump him. Maybe I’m just tired today: but really. Who is this guy to hold the standard of beauty over your life? What kind of distorted greedy ungrateful mentality gives him the right to be “honest” about his terrible opinion? I don’t mean to throw this guy under the bus: but come on. Normally I’d try to be gracious and nuanced and thoughtful, but I’m going to skip all that and say: you’ll regret staying with this guy. Can I just be straightforward tonight?
About a billion other dudes will think you’re both objectively and subjectively beautiful. And even if no one does: who cares? You’re beautiful because the God who breathed stars into existence also made you. End of story. I’m not saying this to get cool feminist points or to rally up the women. Your future husband must cherish you, even if you grew a cyst out of your forehead or you got in a bad wreck or you become incontinent. Of course, eat right and exercise: but not for the guy’s sake. For yours, and because God says your body is a temple. Your body is a beautiful freaking temple.
— J
I started off not liking the direction of this post and then I changed my mind.
My friend Ben WROTE THIS ZOMBIE CHRISTMAS CAROL FOR ME for Christmas, and Hayley did the art. I actually cannot do this justice with words. My face hurts from smiling.
It's finished. Classiest artwork ever.
I've never been more proud. #carnivore #infantronswanson
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Do you have any idea what your hateful, bullying tribe has been up to? ‘cause around here, you represent a whole new category of despicable. So, if you plan on ever making friends, or sharing a bowl, or seeing a human vagina without a credit card, get in the closet, Baptist boy, and stay there.
I finally saw this, and it was good.
And in that moment I swear we were all Natalie Portman
Oh my word Hayley YES.
RADICAL LOVE a millennial gospel mix for punk-rock prophets and their rough-around the edges devotees. For raging against the powers that be, raising up your brothers and sisters, and just barely getting by on guts, faith, and the courage to be kind. For a radical, irresistible love burning inside you, begging to be enacted in the world. listen.
i. Burn This House Down//Tedashii: For James and John, sons of Zebedee, sons of thunder, respective social media publicity agent and angel-hounded scribe of The Cause.
ii. Counting Stars//One Republic: For Mary Magdalene, anointed by Allah and committed to reconciliation between classes, genders, and creeds.
iii. Land of Confusion//Disturbed: For Andrew and Phillip, the rabble-rousing boots on the ground responsible for too many rallies and protests to count.
iv. Baptism//Crystal Castles: For John the Georgia baptist, God-touched and wild-eyed, always ready to lay on hands and defend his prophet baby cousin.
v. Church Clap// KB feat. Lecrae: For Peter, the passionate, fast-talking, fallible cornerstone of the neo-gospel movement.
vi. Dignity//New Polotics: For Jude, hyped up on social injustice, armed with compassion, and out to salvage the environment’s dim future .
vii. Jesus Walks//Kanye West: For Bartholemew, the penniless transient at the heart of the movement, reminding everyone what sacrifice, humility, and Christian love looks like.
viii. Famous Last Words//My Chemical Romance: For Judas Iscariot, armed resistance advocate, left hand of Christ, and anarchist extraordinaire.
ix. Bring Us Home//Michael Tait, Bianca Callahan, and Lecrae: For Simon, halfway through Rabbinical school, flush with passion for preserving Jewish history, and inexplicably in love with the words of Mary’s wayward son.
x. Afterlife//Switchfoot: For Thomas, educated, world weary, and blessed with discernment, with the ability to sort out the solid truth from all the hype.
xi. Cant Hold Us//Macklemore feat. Ray Dalton:For Matthew, the high-rolling heir to a corporate empire betting all his money and resources on Yeshua and happy to lose it all for the good of the Kingdom.
xii. Fire in the Kitchen// Manafest: For James, kid brother of the Christ,Catholic school dropout, petty criminal, and prodigal son.
xiii. What Would You Do// Bastille: For the boy with constellations in his eyes, a backpack full of bread and fish for the homeless, a redeeming word for the call girl on the corner, and a fiery anger against the big business demons and churched hypocrites of this word. For Yeshua, the carpenter’s son, light and truth bottled up in a slow-smiling, soft-spoken flesh-and-bone body.
I shouldn’t have laughed
WIP. Thanks for the spelling help, guys!