In all the discourse about things boys do (crack open a cold one, come to the yard, are back in town) not once has someone mentioned the good old boys drinking whiskey and rye and singing “this’ll be the day that I die” and I will not stand for this good old boys erasure

“little sillies” :’3

Also note that this was written before pink was assigned to girls and blue to boys.

i was not fucking ready for this photograph

… this photo makes the whole thing so much better and I cannot stop laughing help I need oxygen

Calvin is the most relatable protagonist in the history of anything.

You are good at something, stop lying to yourself. You’re good at breaking down comic book plots, cooking ramen perfectly, making your friends happy, knowing the time without looking at a clock, getting the perfect ending at RPG’s, or figuring out the twist ending to movies. Don’t let society tell you your talents are meaningless because they don’t serve an economical purpose. Your talents reflect your interests and passions, and what’s important to you is important.

a cool date would be laying in bed while u show me your favorite songs