hey coach, sorry we cannibalized your team captain. in our defense, her pregnant gf said that's what she wanted and we are running out of meat rations and our developing bodies need nourishment. no, I get that it was absolutely terrifying to witness teenagers devour their former leader who was a symbol for societal expectation so voraciously and with such excitement, but you gotta understand we're hungry and the wilderness slow-roasted her to perfection. also you're probably next. xo.
the game is called copy-reigen-when-he’s-not-lookin and dimple started it
“thank god im the only normal one here” meme but make it mob psycho
and why he trenchcoat
what’s wrong with you.
tell me will, what is “wrong” with me? is there something “wrong” about the bird that catches a worm in the early hours of the day? what of the bird eating snake, who in turn then swallows that bird? are they “wrong” to you as well? perhaps you are
Did you hear that they are replacing websites and social mead with a lovely dim sum meal with all your friends twice a year
Yukio Mishima as saint Sebastian
i honestly just think we all fucking need more orange friends like garfield and gritty and heathcliff.
Greg voice Ummm Kendall ? this tweet says “Kendall Roy the type to float through the air when he smells a delicious pie”. do I uhh report this or. okay
before i watched the show i deadass thought hannibal was a dentist
he should have been. he could have gone on his crazy monologues and then been like “don’t you think?” while inspecting someone’s teeth and they’d be like mhmnhkhgdjfbhfjrh
new succession episode next week 🙏🏻 huge day for annoying people
please crosby me
one day one of you guys are going to call a gay man a fruit to his face and get a nasty surprise when you’re slapped
And where the words of women are crying to be heard, we must each of us recognize our responsibility to seek those words out, to read them and share them and examine them in their pertinence to our lives. That we not hide behind the mockeries of separations that have been imposed upon us and which so often we accept as our own. For instance, “I can’t possibly teach Black women’s writing – their experience is so different from mine.” Yet how many years have you spent teaching Plato and Shakespeare and Proust? Or another, “She’s a white woman and what could she possibly have to say to me?” Or, “She’s a lesbian, what would my husband say, or my chairman?” Or again, “This woman writes of her sons and I have no children.” And all the other endless ways in which we rob ourselves of ourselves and each other.
Audre Lorde, “The Transformation of Silence into Language and Action”