sevensneakyfoxes:

messessentialist:

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Caught Steve singing no scrubs “a scrub is a guy who thinks he fly and is also known as bus stop.”

I JUST LOST MY FUCKING SHIT.

capshawshair:

And that, kids, is how I met your mother.

sidizenkane:

Darrien Hunt, a person of colour and a part of the cosplay community, was shot dead by police for walking around with a toy sword. http://www.dailydot.com/news/darrien-hunt-shot-by-police-while-cosplaying/
If anyone going to New York Comic Con would like to join me, I’ll be wearing a black ribbon on the sleeve of my cosplay each of the four days. It’s not much, but I figure it’s at least something that we as a community can do to show solidarity.
If anyone has any other ideas, please feel free to share them.

sidizenkane:

Darrien Hunt, a person of colour and a part of the cosplay community, was shot dead by police for walking around with a toy sword. http://www.dailydot.com/news/darrien-hunt-shot-by-police-while-cosplaying/

If anyone going to New York Comic Con would like to join me, I’ll be wearing a black ribbon on the sleeve of my cosplay each of the four days. It’s not much, but I figure it’s at least something that we as a community can do to show solidarity.

If anyone has any other ideas, please feel free to share them.

beautifulgodzilla:

THIS TOOK A FAR DIFFERENT TURN THEN I EXPECTED

beautifulgodzilla:

THIS TOOK A FAR DIFFERENT TURN THEN I EXPECTED

hijabihana:

rabbrakha:

yungjihadi:

luvyourselfsomeesteem:

18 year old poet Ramaya Ramama becomes the 1st Indian American NYC Youth Poet Laureate with a poem against the racism directed towards Nina Davuluri, the 1st Indian American Miss America 2014. 

This is an amazing work of art. Watch and be moved.

I almost cried yall.

I’m crying. So beautiful

"your great grandfathers raped, killed, and oppressed every race in the world. you, are the biggest terrorist i know."

she slayed it

unclefather:

how to kiss a boy

  1. grab his waist
  2. slip your hand in his pocket
  3. steal his wallet
  4. dont even kiss him
  5. just run
He who fights with monsters should be careful he doesn’t become a monster himself. Unless that makes him more effective at fighting monsters. Like he becomes a badass werewolf who knows how to use a sword and has magic armor. That’d be so rad. —Nietzsche (via doc-sarge)
i turned the corner when i met you

here’s a Tumblr specific tip for dealing with depression and/or anxiety:

theseerasures:

keep a queue.

if you’re like me, the number one sign that you’re sliding back toward a “down” period is that it’s hard to summon up any kind of enthusiasm for the things you previously felt passion for. trying to do new things or go places causes a whole bunch unreasonable fears to pop up—and you’re aware that these fears are irrational, causing more terribleness; you can’t do the older familiar things you love either, because that just makes you restless.

this manifests in Tumblr as well: why should you reblog this post when it no longer interests you? why should you read all these impassioned reports on social issues when the world’s not going to get any better?

it becomes an exercise in futility where you obsess over every picture, every text post, and every video looking for imperfections, looking for confirmation that there’s nothing left in the world to interest you, that there’s nothing left in you to interest you. and of course you’re always validated, because these flaws are everywhere. blogging becomes an feedback loop as you scroll aimlessly on your Dash, never posting anything, and then panic about the decrease in content, becoming more anxious, more depressed.

keep a queue.

try not to overthink it; just put all the posts that pique your interest a little through the thick cotton-y fog in your mind in there. if there’s not a lot of stuff in there to begin with, that’s fine; the whole point of a queue is that it’s for later. you get a grace period to add more things later on. the main part is that you have a direct, quantifiable gauge indicating that yeah, you do care about things, and that’s not so bad.

and later, when you start engaging more, feeling more, you get the pleasure of seeing that number on the sidebar increase. Tumblr slowly becomes interesting again, the world slowly becomes interesting again, you become interesting again.

take pride in that. you’ll be fine; not everything is lost, not forever.

kissedlou