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Making Brett Kavanaugh cry is very presidential.

being loved with the same intensity i love would fix me

And suddenly the words "I want to permashift" come out of my mouth which isn't weird because as a child I always wanted to escape

A new year, here we go again~ (hii.. now I'd return no my cave)

This wonderful fan account on instagram Imane_Khalif_10 has been translating interviews and this is the funniest one so far (go to her page to see the actual vid):

Imane Khelif, patron goddess of punching the shit out of bullies

Today someone said to me"not everything is about colonisation" and all I could think about was the irony that they were wearing a bikini swimsuit.

Bikini is a colonial misspelling of the indigenous name for the Pikinni atoll. It was one of the many places in the Pacific where Western countries tested atomic bombs. In order to carry out the nuclear testing at Bikini, the USA relocated the islanders to an atoll with no shelter, inadequate fresh water, and so little food that some islanders starved to death. They were exposed to radioactive fallout anyway. Castle Bravo, the largest nuclear bomb ever detonated by the USA, was tested at Bikini and sent radioactive particulate as far away as India, the USA and Europe. After detonating 24 atomic bombs on and around the atoll, the US told the islanders that it was safe to return despite knowing that radiation levels were (and still remain) dangerously high. Generations of islanders are still paying the price with their health and their lives.

The guy who created the bikini swimsuit named it after Bikini Atoll. He said that he wanted it to be "a bombshell" and "explosive" on the scale of a nuclear bomb. He said that "like the bomb, the bikini is small and devastating" and "atom bombs reduce everybody to primitive costume."

The point of this post isn't to suggest that we should stop saying bikini. It's a word in our language now, for better or for worse. My point is that colonialism and white supremacy are in everything. How do you heal, how do you move on, when the violence is embedded into our very vocabulary?

being a hopeless romantic when society is fixated on hookup culture, “situationships” and emotional unavailability makes me feel like I'm in the bottom pits of hell. i yearn for pure romance. waiting for the fairytale I have always dreamed of to come true. but also thinking I won't be loved the way I love is a curse.

katsuki's never really noticed you before. but it's nothing personal. he's barely noticed some of his closest 'friends' in class too. however, that changes when kirishima plops down on his bed, and chuckles and tells him all about your not so little not so secret crush on him. and suddenly you're all he's noticing.

you're walking into class that day, smiling with your stupid big pink tumblr in your hands, and his eyes are widening because suddenly his ears are warming up and his chest is tightening. and oh god, you're looking at him now and he doesn't know what to do. he feels sick and embarrassed. because you're looking back at him the same way he's looking at you. and he wants to be his usual bakugo self, and scoff and look away. but goddamn woman, when he looks at you, he feels like katsuki.

IM SORRY I THINK THIS IS MY MOST FAVOURITE THING EVER BCZ WHAT

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“I spend most of my time looking for faceclaims” “I spent most of my time scripting” I spend most of my time working on scenarios”

You know what I spend most of my time on… LOOKING FOR BEDROOM IDEAS. I’ve spent the last WEEK looking for a room that matched me and I’m loosing my mind

Edit: guys omg I had a vision of the perfect bedroom. TO THE SIMS