We know what we are, but know not what we may be.

This is the best fucking post I’ve seen so far

every time i fall for someone new i’m just like ok. what lesson will come out of this this time

If I could travel through time just once, it would be to this single moment at the Mamma Mia after party

And Robert E. Lee’s decedents are also calling for the statue to come down

THIS POST MAKES ME WISH PINNED POSTS WERE STILL A THING

The Virginia battle flag only made large public reappearances in the South during the civil rights movement.

Just a heads up right now: on the day when Trump dies, I’m going to be extremely tasteless about it. It’s going to get ugly. You are going to see a side of me I am not proud of. I don’t want any call-outs in my inbox, I’m stating right now that lines will be crossed.

Anyways all of y’all AND the evil that literally lives inside of you are invited to the sick ass house party I’m throwing when lord dampnut kicks the bucket

I feel like all you Americans need to take a look at what happened here in the UK after Maggie Thatcher died. Because when it comes to tasteless celebrations fuelled by anger and the death of a hated political leader, we REALLY pushed the boat out. We had street parties. We had burning effigies. We pushed “Ding Dong the Witch is Dead” to the top of the charts out of sheer hatred. Bone up kiddos, and I really hope you manage to do that truly American thing, of dramatically outdoing us with your celebrations.

Reblogging for last comment.

Being popular and going to a school dance or event with someone that has down syndrome or autism or any other disability is not “brave” it’s not an “inspiration” it’s being a fucking person. It shouldn’t be this this huge thing like “Wow. She’s attractive and took a kid in a wheelchair to Prom. She’s so amazing.” No. People with disabilities are not items. They are not charity cases. They are people. Treat them as such.

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This is the lucky Rami, reblog in 30 seconds for a year of safe driving