Here you go

Sep 15

scarvenrot:

idratherstayin:

besturlonhere:

June 7th, 1942: Edward Hopper completes his best known painting, the seminal Nighthawks. When asked by a Chicago Tribute reporter about the philosophical meaning behind the diner having no clearly visible exits Hopper responded, “Shit. Fuck. I did it again. Goddamnit. Fuck. Not again. I did it again. Shit.” and slammed his hat on his leg.

how does this only have 150 notes

I fucking laughed so hard at this all artists are hilarious

Sep 15

tapdancers:

wwehs:

how to be an adult

im sad this was so short because he was about to go so hard

Sep 15

spicyshimmy:

unanticipated changes made without warning to your social media site

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Sep 11

worldpeaces:

when people who aren’t even in your convo interrupt you

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Sep 10

I am so fucking busy with work and school that I have no time for band practice and I want to fucking die

Sep 10

moskafleur:

eteo:

dweebscar:

inwhichifeelallthefeels:

cyanide123:

dweebscar:

dweebscar:

what if giraffes lived underwater

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what a majestic creature

It would explain nessie

Oh my God. I have been waiting literally over a year to use this gif, and before I do, I want to thank you for the opportunity.

pardon

yOU FUFCKGN ASSHOEL I JUTS SPIT MY LATTE ON MY TABLET F UCK TOUOYU JESUS CHRIST

Best post I’ve seen this month

Sep 10
Sep 10

iamthewolfbird:

seraphica:

Creatures From El [via]

These are incredibly gorgeous!

Sep 10
Sep 10

thebabbagepatch:

holy shit holy shit holy shit holy shit holy shit

Sep 10
little-trouble-grrrl:

Kathleen Hanna, St. Stephen’s Church, DC, 1992 (by Pat Graham)

little-trouble-grrrl:

Kathleen HannaStStephen’s Church, DC, 1992 (by Pat Graham)

Sep 10

jadecho:

"Disappearing" at CUPSI 2013 Prelims

in gym class
my white best friend points to the flat of my face
and says “you don’t really have a nose.”
it’s the first time i notice the difference
in the geography of our faces
i wish for a tall, delicate nose like hers
like my white boy punk idols
like the girls the boys see as beautiful

7th grade is a year of disappearing
the boys lounging in the breezeway
cackle about how i don’t have an ass
the department store jeans sag over the thin of me
it’s the first time i learn my yellow body
does not exist here

i’m in college
the first time a man old enough to be my father
hollers at me on the street

"sup lil mama!
me love you long time,
long,
long time.”

his words lick the back of my neck, slow
there’s a part of me that takes it as a compliment 
there’s a part of me that wants to falcon punch the lecher out his face

it’s the first time someone makes me understand
how my yellow body shouts
easy pussy
across the sidewalk
port of nagasaki thighs
for you to commodore perry open
cambodian countryside cunt
to bomb in silence

in the mirror
i want to skin the chinadoll off of me
these almond eyes
flushed porcelain cheeks
that betray me
look how cute you did yourself up today
you were asking for it

it’s october
the halloween store sells costumes called
“asian persuasion”
"geisha beauty to ninja cutie"
modeled by white women in black wigs
cleavage bursting through strategic seams
my skin a little something sexy to don for one night only
they wear the fantasy of it
but never know the itching
how we asian women
carry a certain insanity 
with the yellow of our skin
tiptoeing the ghostland 
between invisible and undesirable
visible and easy victim

i’ve learned to speak steel trap
when talking to white men
keeping my smiles from showing too much interest
because the air is heavy with ghosts between us
chinese women abducted into new world prostitution
british opium ravaging pearl delta apart
in 2008, the 16 asian women in oakland victimized by police
in 2000, the 2 japanese women in spokane
raped by 2 white men “infatuated with the japanese race”
i’ve learned i can’t trust anyone to see me
under the histories this country
has mapped onto our skin

in class
the paper pale english major next to me in
seems too interested
in whether or not i have plans for the weekend
i can’t tell if he’s just friendly
or viewing the beginnings of a porno
in the corners of my smile
i want to tear the “undemanding” 
the “passive” from my skin
i leave the classroom
hoping walking away
is enough to not disappear

Sep 10

angelicsongx:

nihilisme:

ittybittylittleworld:

punkasslouis:

I just watched a kid break down in the bookstore because his books for the semester totaled $600 and that’s the american university system in a nutshell

I was on the verge of tears when I got to the cashier so yeah, that’s messed up

Go here and just, don’t waste any more money okay?

YES. I FOUND THE THING, IF ANYONE DOESN’T HAVE MONEY FOR COLLEGE TEXT BOOKS LIKE ME, THEN GO HERE OKAY?

Sep 10
victoriousvocabulary:

LUNACY
[noun]
1. insanity; mental disorder.
2. intermittent insanity, formerly believed to be related to phases of the moon.
3. extreme foolishness or an instance of it.
4. Law: unsoundness of mind sufficient to incapacitate one for civil transactions.
Etymology: lunatic (from Middle English lunatik < Old French lunatique < Late Latin lūnāticus, “moonstruck”, from Latin lūna, “the moon”) + -acy (a suffix of nouns of quality, state, office, etc., from Latin -ācia, -ātia).
[Lenka Simeckova - Janitor of Lunacy]

victoriousvocabulary:

LUNACY

[noun]

1. insanity; mental disorder.

2. intermittent insanity, formerly believed to be related to phases of the moon.

3. extreme foolishness or an instance of it.

4. Law: unsoundness of mind sufficient to incapacitate one for civil transactions.

Etymology: lunatic (from Middle English lunatik < Old French lunatique < Late Latin lūnāticus, “moonstruck”, from Latin lūna, “the moon”) + -acy (a suffix of nouns of quality, state, office, etc., from Latin -ācia, -ātia).

[Lenka Simeckova - Janitor of Lunacy]

Sep 10

beboqueen:

“Hello,” she said in a voice so husky it could pull a dogsled.