I wanna dm you 👀
don’t im hotter as a concept
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I wanna dm you 👀
don’t im hotter as a concept
in the tags tell me about your latest dream/nightmare
The minimum number of players is of course 2 people, and the maximum is unlimited. Each player takes turns to say the word “penis” louder than the previous player. Most players begin the game with a whisper, but some go right into yelling the word “penis,” forcing other players to yell it even louder. The person who cannot yell it louder than the previous player, whether it be due to voice projection, laughter, or embarrassment, loses. 🍆
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Submitter never would have thought to do anything other than boil the water in the pot, but has run into quite a few people who boil it in a kettle first, and is curious how common this is!
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Nice consequences, did your actions pick them out for you ?
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lay with me by the ocean and show me your playlists
let’s settle this shit but do NOT reblog if you’re gonna be modest about it like a little BITCH. anyway privilege check tell me which ones apply to you: hot, funny, can dance, can do math, can spell, can drive, can cook
Got my first pair of bifocals yesterday. And of course they came at a time I need to dye my hair, like I'm trying to look old. Anyway, some advice for those of you who don't yet have bifocals; when you put them on for the first time, try to remember to be sober.
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Note that this poll refers specifically to the Springfield in Illinois.
I genuinely mourn the person I could have been.
It wasn't a place that we felt like we belonged.
All of this beauty and energy and environment just stuck to me.
I saw thousands of Black cowboys and they were doing the Cupid Shuffle in the desert and they were cooking turkey legs. And there were Black folks dressed like traditional cowboys. There were also Black folks riding their horses in Jordans and women riding with their braids blowing behind them and their hands with long acrylic nails clutching the reins.
There are Black cowboys pretty much everywhere. I mean, there are Black cowboys here in Portland, Oregon, where I live, which I think is the last place that I would have expected to find them.
I went all the way to Oklahoma to realize that there were cowboys up the road from me who have been there for four generations ... You'd be hard pressed to find a part of America where there wasn't at least some some portion of this culture.
Up until a few years ago, I really thought that term cowboy was a joke when applied to a Black person.
But ultimately, cowboy became a shorthand for our noblest ideals.
A lot of these things our popular culture is hesitant to attribute to a Black person. So I think to have a cowboy rushing in, saving the day with a Black face just didn't jibe with the stories that Hollywood was trying to tell. I think it's erasure. I think it's at best, laziness, at worst, very intentional and malicious. But I'm excited to see that transforming before my eyes.