A walrus’s reaction after receiving a fish cake for his birthday
I AM THE NIGHT
So, maybe we’re the
generation of the selfie,
but we’re also the generation
that grew up in a tainted,
with every impossible beauty standard
shoved down our throat
through a tube
because eating has become
a guilty pleasure
and condemning beauty ideals
won’t go straight to our thighs.
And if, by chance,
we are able to destroy the
demons that you’ve planted
inside of us with your
constant advertisements and rules
that play behind our eyelids and
take root in our brains,
then let us take our fucking pictures
and capture that moment when
we felt beautiful because all this world
has taught us is that
our beauty is the greatest
measure of our worth.
Scoff at our phones all you like,
these delicate extensions of
our fingers, but know that
through this technology
that you couldn’t even
begin to understand,
we have smudged the entire
world with our fingerprints.
We are the generation of knowledge,
and we are learning more than
any that came before us.
So, frown at my typing fingers;
I am using them to grasp power
by the throat.
Try to invalidate us,
but we’ve heard our
parents talking about
the world’s crashing and burning
since we had sprung from the womb.
We know you’ve fucked up,
and we’re angry about it-
the kind of anger that
that I feel in my veins every time
I read the news from my phone
that sticks in my throat like honey
in a debate;
the kind of anger that simmers,
that sharpens teeth into daggers,
that makes this generation more dangerous
than you could have ever imagined.
We are the generation of change,
and goddammit, we’re coming.
|—||Emily Palermo, An Open Letter to the Men Who Told Me to Stay Out of Adult Conversations (via starredsoul)|
What a wonderful basket of frui…
I’M GOING TO CRAP MYSELF
I C A NT ST OP L AUG H IN
smoke detector like 95% made to notify you when somebody who not supposed to be makin grilled cheeses is grillin cheeses
It’s ok buddy, you won.
Of course this occasionally happens; deer get their antlers locked in battle, and they can’t get them out. Sometimes they both die.
i’m still looking at this image and it’s so impressive to me
after this guy’s foe died (what do u think the interim was like) did he jsut drag around the carcass until the body fell off at the neck or what. did he go out of his way to behead it. whats the story here. i want to interview this deer
Imagine the rotting face of your enemy being permanently attached to your head.
this is totally metal
this deer is totally metal
It’s too hot for pants anyway.
Shinji Ikari has seen some shit. He doesn’t care his alien boyfriend is wearing a yellow sundress when it’s hot.
how do you find out if a fourteen year old smokes weed
just talk to them for like two minutes
What breeding for a shiny Pokémon feels like, in case you were curious.
i hope bad dragon uses its dildo schems to make fruit snacks so i can finally realize my lifelong dream of eating a bag of dicks