That internal struggle between wanting to grow your hair out and also wanting to chop it all off.
You sit at the restaurant with your young son, he says he is hungry. You agree to get him dinner. You open up to the kids menu, your child is far to young for adult food. Chicken nugger stares at you from the page. You don’t understand. Your palms get sweaty and your son complains. He says he is hungry. Your mind strains, searching for an answer in a world of sweer potato and french fried. You try to order the chicken nugger, but you cannot. The words cannot escape your lips. Your son is hungry, he complains. The waitress stares at you, her head a spinning chicken nugger, her arms swinging french fried. Your son cries the tears of a chicken nugger-less child. In your mind you scream. It is raining sweer potato now, you have french fried engraved on your left temple and you do not understand. Your son weeps in the corner, he is starving. Starving for the chicken nugger.
Metal Gear Solid ~ Cosplay by Rick Boer
i know not a lot of people add comments to posts reblogging but just gotta say you know what makes this incredible? the weathering on the costume and the location. Without these it’d be a damn good cosplay. With those… holy fuck is this real life I can’t hit reblog fast enough.
i’m getting the weirdest boner right now
i’m legitimately staring at the first image and trying to figure out if it’s an actual promo image from MGS3 or cosplay
i’m sitting next to a dude in the coffeeshop who is, as far as i can tell, trying to use academic pressure as an excuse for his bad boyfriend behavior to prevent the girl on the other end of the phone from dumping him
given that he just said “but baby, i’m studying RIGHT…
holy fucking shit, so the conclusion to this is story is that he just hung up making the PISSIEST FACE I’VE EVER SEEN and immediately called someone else to complain about how she ~didn’t buy it~ and also what a ~cold bitch~ she is, a conversation i tragically but thankfully don’t get to overhear because he’s leaving
this will probably be the only time i ever use this gif, but:
and if you are the girl in cleveland who dumped her whiny asshole boyfriend today while he tried to insist that his only real crime was caring too much about his grades: hit me up, let’s be friends. just. wow.
Apparently, this was the guy who was deported for being too handsome.
Suddenly, I understand.
His name is Omar Borkan Al Gala. h/t to muniramustaffa for the forensics work.
OH MY GOD
IT ALL MAKES SENSE NOW
This is just a bunch of ignorant ass white people on twitter who don’t know shit about shit. It’s things like this that make me want to get off of this planet.
“come on ken don’t you think you’re being a little assertive”
when POC complain about actual problems that need to be dealt with we get generalized and treated like irrational fucks.
when these people do it? “it’s not an engraved problem it’s just a few bad apples, not all of us are like that therefore stop talking about it”
Reasons why I am aggressively anti-racist and refuse to “get over it”.
Jason Spisak, why do you insist on being so perfect?
UGH HE IS LITERALLY JUST.
Sometimes I have an unreasonably hard time re-watching movies I love with other people 8D
all the time
MY NAME, IS FRICKIN MOON MOON. I’D BE THE MOST RETARDED WOLF. ‘OH SHIT WHO BROUGHT FUCKING MOON MOON ALONG?’
i’ve been laughing at this response for 20 minutes
as much as i’d love drew carey to be hosting the new whose line
look at the hoodie the new host is wearing
that makes her alright with me
IS THAT AN N7 HOODIE
This machine allows anyone to work for minimum wage for as long as they like. Turning the crank on the side releases one penny every 4.97 seconds, for a total of $7.25 per hour. This corresponds to minimum wage for a person in New York. This piece is brilliant on multiple levels, particularly as social commentary. Without a doubt, most people who started operating the machine for fun would quickly grow disheartened and stop when realizing just how little they’re earning by turning this mindless crank. A person would then conceivably realize that this is what nearly two million people in the United States do every day…at much harder jobs than turning a crank. This turns the piece into a simple, yet effective argument for raising the minimum wage.
Sometimes women warriors have lives outside of slaying beasts and decimating armies! Not often, though.
This is one of two pieces I have in the WOMEN WARRIORS ZINE that I have been putting together along with my two mighty collaborators Abby Boeh and Julia Scott! This FANTASTIC BEAST OF A ZINE will be debuting at MoCCA and include the artwork of over 25 truly excellent illustrators, so please check it out come April 6th & 7th in NYC!
Making a big zine like this has been a truly amazing experience. I’m blown away by the amount of interest in the project, but above all, I’m truly humbled by the variety and sheer talent of everyone who’s contributed.
I’ve always loved this concept, switching the “traditional” gender roles of a warrior and their lover. This is beautiful.
Oh god this is so gorgeous.