“But women don’t like to look at porn, they only like to read written ero—”
[Softly places a finger to your lips]
[Crouches down and gives you a hug]
[Hands you a Chips Ahoy, ruffles your hair, gives you a pat and sends you back to the playground]
Waiting hours for a cellphone to charge may become a thing of the past, thanks to an 18-year-old high-school student’s invention. She won a $50,000 prize Friday at an international science fair for creating an energy storage device that can be fully juiced in 20 to 30 seconds.
Everybody, remember this face.
Remember this name.
If this becomes a commonly used & highly lauded discovery, at some point a White guy is going to take credit, even if he has to word it like “Improved upon a previous…”
No no no
Fuck that guy.
Remember this brown girl.
“MONTAGUES! GETCHA HEAD IN THE GAME!”
The fact that someone else thinks he looks like Zac Efron makes me so happy.
i love studio ghibli movies. not only for their amazing animation and storytelling, but because whenever characters get upset or surprised they go from
And then he ran into my dick…he ran into my dick ten times.
He had it cumming
any white person in music ain’t no legend to me
i look at white legends in music like US Presidents before 2008.
yeah, you got there, but how many Black people you fucked over to do it?
I’m sure if they were to dig they’d find quite a FEW POC that have been stepped on and fucked over in these white artists’ rise to stardom.
I once had a girl tell me her clothing wasn’t meant to be suggestive. Um, last time I checked lady, my pornographic imagination was your responsibility. Nice try though.
I reblog this everytime it’s on my dash. A lot of people think an anxiety attack is always hyperventilating and freaking out. I don’t know how it is for everybody but I can have anxiety attacks where I just feel like I’m not breathing enough even though I am and start getting sweaty, heart races and sudden urge to escape no matter what I’m doing. Most don’t think that’s an “attack” but until you’ve felt it you don’t know how claustrophobic it actually makes you feel.
I didn’t know that. I used to write crappy poetry describing how I felt- how my body felt heavy while my head was light, my racing heartbeat, how I was nauseous, wanted to run, and was hot and cold at the same time.