Born in a library

none of your faves are unproblematic. none of your friends or family are unproblematic. you are not unproblematic. there is literally no point during the process of learning about social justice type stuff and unlearning internalized bullshit and dismantling power systems at which you magically become enlightened and unproblematic. it does not exist. there is no tangible finish line, there is only endless, arduous work and it’s hard but it needs to be done.

Every country needs to learn from this

*hears a group of people laughing* my paranoid ass: great what did I do this time

oh my god

NOOOOOOO

they all gasped like OHHH

IM CRYING IM PHYSICALLY CRYING HE FALLS AND THERE ALL LIKE WHAAAAWHOA U OK BRO AND HE GETS UP LIKE *SIGH* YEAH ITS FINE

Having a bad day? push play, and within six seconds all you will feel is tears of laughter streaming down your face and the stomach cramps of laughing too hard.

This is one of the finest things ever captured on film.

THIS IS THE FUNNIEST SHIT EVER! LIKE THAT TV SHOW PINGU

Sometimes “I’m not available” means “I’m not mentally/emotionally available” instead of “I’m not physically available” which is ok! Both of those are equally important.

but then again, its kind like putting a meat suit on and telling a shark not to eat you

How can you not reblog something like this

Boom

As a man I’m real fucking tired of the idea that I have no impulse control. We all have it, some of you jackasses just think you’re above it.

It’s “tomorrow” only after you have slept, no matter how much past midnight it is.

bitches will bring a million things to do on a train ride or long car trip and then spend the entire time looking out the window and daydreaming. i’m bitches