Time To Crack Open a Boy with the Cold Ones

me, knowing full-well that i join servers only to mute it immediately after and never talk in it bc it makes me anxious: 

The oracle perched on the counter, next to a sink stopped up with toilet paper. She wore a white bodycon dress and purple glitter smeared across her cheeks. A necklace of sweat gleamed at her throat, and beads of it shone upon her forehead. 

She had a vape pen in her hands and she took long pulls from it as she listened to a girl in tight jeans and sequins complain. “I met this guy on OkCupid,” the girl was saying. “We’re hooking up and the sex is crazy good, right? He’s fine as hell, see?” She held out her phone to show the headless selfie of a naked man, his body tanned and gleaming. “But he lied about his name or he doesn’t have social media. He’s not on Insta, not on Snapchat, not even Facebook. What the fuck? What’s he hiding?”

“Oh my god,” said the oracle. “Yes, what the actual fuck? Who does that? Only serial killers. You should like. You shouldn’t take that.” 

“Right?”

“You’re too good for this.”

“What do I do?”

“Wait ‘til he’s fucked out, then go through his pockets. Check his phone. If you can’t get in his phone, check his wallet, his driving license. See who this fucker really is.”

“You’re right,” said the girl, shedding sequins on the floor. “You’re so right. I’m gonna do that. I’m gonna call him and I’m gonna do that.”

“I love you, okay?” The oracle placed her hands on the girl’s bare shoulders, her earnest eyes all pupil. “You can do this. I’m here for you,” she said, pulling her close, resting a damp, hot cheek on her shoulder.

The OkCupid girl stepped away and another supplicant came forward. 

The oracle of the Delphi bathrooms smiled at her with lipstick on her bared teeth. “Hey, oh my god, I love your hair. It’s so pretty. You’re so pretty.” 

Iroh, exactly old and well-read enough to know that this was slang for ‘make tea’ Aang could have conceivably picked up from someone Gyatso’s age: YES, I LOVE TO BITCH.

Iroh, exactly old and well-read enough to know that this was slang for ‘make tea’ Aang could have conceivably picked up from someone Gyatso’s age: YES, I LOVE TO BITCH.

Peeta: What happened to him?

Katniss: It’s a long story.

Finnick:

Peeta:

CONTACT YOUR ELECTED OFFICIALS

CONTACT YOUR ELECTED OFFICIALS 

CONTACT YOUR ELECTED OFFICIALS 

LGBT DISNEY COLOURING PAGE GIVE-AWAY! (^w^)

Everyday, Black women and girls are missing and either never found or found dead.

Say HER name.

Which is abruptly sobering and worth watching.

She seriously doesn’t deserve the treatment youtube’s been giving her, so please support her as much as you can and make sure this shitty farming channel goes down in flames. 

It promotes EXTREMELY DANGEROUS activities such as PUTTING STRAWBERRIES INTO A GLASS OF BLEACH TO TURN THEM WHITE WHICH IS POISONOUS. AND POURING LAVA HOT CARAMEL ONTO A SPINNING WHISK, WHICH WOULD EASILY BURN YOU AND LEAVE A SCAR.

It’s amazing how youtube still tolerates this kind of behavior just because it’s pumping out videos 24/7 and sucking up all of the views. It’s unacceptable and it needs to be stopped as soon as possible.