expressions-of-nature:

Snort by: David Lane

bruisingknees:

I want you to name me five straight movie or tv character off the top of your head. 

That was easy, right? You could probably name me 50 in under a minute. 

Now I want you to name me five gay characters. 

Okay, that was a bit harder maybe but chances are that went pretty smoothly as well.

Now I want you to name me five bisexual characters. 

Yeah. I can’t do it either. 

(via boosexualavenger)

#mommydaughterday #selfie

#mommydaughterday #selfie

lookdifferentmtv:

So in love with ALL of this from Girl Code’s race episode

Want to work on your own racial biases? Check out our racial bias cleanse.

(via lobsterc0ck)

Jack Falahee by Nicholas Maggio for Out Magazine

(Source: henrikbluntqvist, via purr-maid)

thetrekkiehasthephonebox:

fandomcollector:

electrikmoonlight:

mildserendipity:

WTF I LIETERALLY THOUGHT IT WAS ABOUT DOGS UNTIL NOW I AM 20 YEARS OLD

of course it was, why would he actually sing about real dogs and why they got out

No it isn’t. It’s actually talking about the men who predate upon women in clubs, calling them dogs, not ‘ugly women’. Just look at the lyrics:
And tell the fellas stop the name callin’Yepee ah yoThen them girls respond to the callI hear a woman shout outWho let the dogs outWoof, woof, woof, woof, woof
Or if that isn’t clear enough for you that it’s women quite clearly calling the men dogs then read this next bit:
Get back gruffy, mash scruffyGet back you flea infested mongrelNow I tell meh self dem man go get angryAh yepee ah yoTo hear them girls calling them canine
It’s saying that men who attack women for being ‘ugly’ or refuse to leave them alone are worse than stray mongrels! It plainly points out that women do not want or appreciate the attention and so taunt them with the verse of ‘who let the dogs out’ because they are both unable to control themselves and vile little creatures. Learn to do some fucking research.

Oh.

thetrekkiehasthephonebox:

fandomcollector:

electrikmoonlight:

mildserendipity:

WTF I LIETERALLY THOUGHT IT WAS ABOUT DOGS UNTIL NOW I AM 20 YEARS OLD

of course it was, why would he actually sing about real dogs and why they got out

No it isn’t. It’s actually talking about the men who predate upon women in clubs, calling them dogs, not ‘ugly women’. Just look at the lyrics:

And tell the fellas stop the name callin
Yepee ah yo
Then them girls respond to the call
I hear a woman shout out
Who let the dogs out
Woof, woof, woof, woof, woof

Or if that isn’t clear enough for you that it’s women quite clearly calling the men dogs then read this next bit:

Get back gruffy, mash scruffy
Get back you flea infested mongrel
Now I tell meh self dem man go get angry
Ah yepee ah yo
To hear them girls calling them canine

It’s saying that men who attack women for being ‘ugly’ or refuse to leave them alone are worse than stray mongrels! It plainly points out that women do not want or appreciate the attention and so taunt them with the verse of ‘who let the dogs out’ because they are both unable to control themselves and vile little creatures. Learn to do some fucking research.

Oh.

(Source: ruinedchildhood, via boosexualavenger)

acceber74:

lalivingmuerte:

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i think this could be useful for the people who is not totally sure about spend their money in this movie, it has their good and bad points, but generally is a great movie, so please, let’s show them that “An Hispanic story” can be as good as any other one, or even better!. 

I saw this today with my daughter. I enjoyed it immensely.  The only ding I give this movie is casting Channing Tatum to voice Joaquin.  Otherwise, it’s a really good movie. 

(via boosexualavenger)

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Ernest Hemingway would have died rather than have syntax. Or semicolons. I use a whole lot of half-assed semicolons; there was one of them just now; that was a semicolon after “semicolons,” and another one after “now.”

And another thing. Ernest Hemingway would have died rather than get old. And he did. He shot himself. A short sentence. Anything rather than a long sentence, a life sentence. Death sentences are short and very, very manly. Life sentences aren’t. They go on and on, all full of syntax and qualifying clauses and confusing references and getting old. And that brings up the real proof of what a mess I have made of being a man.

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Ursula K. Le Guin on being a man – the finest, sharpest thing I’ve read in ages 

(via ananthymous)

(Source: explore-blog, via assassinationtipsforladies)

micdotcom:

Powerful photos capture the student protests in Mexico barely anyone is talking about 

The unfolding protests gripping Mexico began in the small town of Iguala, in the southwest region of Guerrero state, where the disappearance of 43 student teachers on the night of Sept. 26 has sparked outrage amid allegations of collaboration between local police and organized crime.

(via boosexualavenger)

coolben94:

Dear past self,

When u cut off ur hair mom wont be that mad and you dont have to run away.

From,
Ben (that’s you)

(via hungry-horny-feminist)

"I remember crying over you and I don’t mean a couple of tears and I’m blue. I’m talking about collapsing and screaming at the moon."

— The Avett Brothers, Tear Down the House (via hplyrikz)

(Source: HpLyrikz.com, via 13-6-14)

lameboob:

lameboob:

lameboob:

how do you make someone holy

you beat the hell out of them

my 96 year old catholic grandma told me this joke

(via simple-experience)