I don’t expect gay people to prove to me, a straight person, that there’s actually homophobia. I don’t expect poor people to prove to me, a Harvard grad, that hunger and poverty are widespread problems. And if someone asked me, as an Asian person, to “prove” to them that racism exists, I would laugh all the way back to Chinatown. Marginalized groups are not responsible for explaining their marginalization to you. If you are actually concerned, you would take the initiative to do some research yourself instead of showing up at some oppressed group’s door step demanding a list of citations for things (racism, sexism, etc.) that are proven time and time again in the real world.
My dog looks like a fuzzy penis. That is all, bye.
i sat here laughing for like ten minutes
I almost had a heart attack last night while my husband and I were lying in bed reading and his entire body starts shaking. I’m all ARE YOU OK ARE YOU HAVING A SEIZURE ARE YOU CRYING WHATS HAPPENING
and then i realize he’s just laughing hysterically- so hard that he CANT MAKE NOISE
And I go: Are you thinking about that damn penis dog again?
him: *silent nodding while he claps like a retarded seal*
What if they made a Tumblr musical about a forbidden love affair between a hipster blogger and a fandom blogger.
I WOULD WATCH THAT.
“i can’t be with you because i can’t hold back the sherlock feels” weeps the fangirl, crumpled on the floor.
the hipster boy clasps her hand and pulls out his watercolor brush. “i will try to fix you” he singsongs in a voice like helvetica
OH MY GOD
so guys, anyone up for it? ;D
- How to break up with someone: Give them a sock and tell them they are a free elf now.