All the things I like because tumblr is full of amazing people who blog amazing things!
October 21st
11:30 PM
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kohwala:

i even procrastinate sleep

October 20th
11:27 PM
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princess-peachie:

Chinchilla-chan gets excited for Christmas

princess-peachie:

Chinchilla-chan gets excited for Christmas

October 19th
10:43 PM
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100% sure im ugly as hell and yet I still expect to be in a relationship with a hot person

ignitionremix:

I’ve never broken a bone which just seems too suspicious to me I probably don’t have any bones

busterscary:

Can we all agree that Avatar had one of the worst movie adaptations of all time.

Like where did these fucking blue people come from.  Why are they in space.  There’s not even any fucking bending.

dorkly:

All-Cellos Game of Thrones Cover Starts Out Good, Then Gets AMAZING

Put on those headphones, turn up the quality, and listen to what happens when 100+ Cellos combine to rock your socks off.

fappuclno:

when you and ya bestfriend say something at the exact same time
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fuckyeahsexeducation:

vladtheimpalainvalhalla:

vaspider:

notalwaysweak:

joannablackhart:

yamino:

tristifere:

himteckerjam:

intersectionalfeminism:

Acephobia in the LGBT+ Community from the documentary (A)sexuality. 

It is just…so fucking weird how threatened people feel when it comes to Asexuality.  I still can’t wrap my mind around it.

I’m so happy this post is being reblogged by LBGT+ people who aren’t asexual. I keep on reading posts by non-ace LGBT+ people of support to the ace community, and of being stunned by this reaction by a movement which should know better than to judge. AND THAT MAKES THIS ACE SO FREAKING HAPPY. The woman in the first photo expresses my sentiment. I know I belong in the queer/LGBTQIA movement. I want to belong. But I just don’t know if I’m welcome. I’m so happy that there are so many people on Tumblr who do not fall into the catagory of outright refusal of asexuality.

I know not a lot of people understand asexuality. And I know there’s confusion about it, about our experiences, and about how we fit in the movement. But let’s talk about this. Let’s have this conversation.

I mostly don’t delve into the ace tags, but I hear there’s a lot of ace-hate that and I really don’t get it.  I don’t understand how asexuality is threatening.

You know what I (as a queer ace-spectrum person) find most threatening?  Getting unwanted sexual unwanted advances from both queer and straight people. I’ve gotten them from people of all spectrums and it always makes me profoundly uncomfortable, and often unsafe.  It just boggles my mind how people are upset by the concept of asexuality.  That’s like getting really mad at someone who isn’t hungry.  What’s the point?  Just shut up eat your own sandwich. (And stop chewing on me.)

Wow, the fuck the people in those images.

Nobody has the right to disrespect anybody else’s sense of self. It may not be for, you but that does not give you the right to be an asshole.

We really need to push more for LGBTQIA+ to be a standard, instead of just LGBT, especially considering that even the B and T are already invisible in much of the community.

Not supporting some of us = not supporting all of us.

Not supporting some of us = not supporting all of us.

It really, really does bear repeating.

I couldn’t be further from ace, but for serious.

If we’re not in this together, we’re not in this at all.

This makes me so angry. I have friends who are ace, and they are just as much a part of the queer community as I am.

We need to embrace asexuality and treat it with the respect that it deserves.

You can see this documentary on Netflix. I’ve heard mixed reviews about it. Has anyone seen it? What do you think about it?

marxvx:

sext: hey you’re kinda cute oh god fuck was that okay of me to say holy shit did i make you uncomfortable im so fucking sorry [sweating profusely] fuck

5:59 PM

LOOK HOW PRETTY IT IS I just want to put the picture here because tomorrow it’s going to change into an adult form and i want to keep the baby form in my heart forever.

October 18th
10:28 PM
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10:20 PM
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leela-of-the-sevateem:

Well, when I was a little boy, we used to live in a house that was perched halfway up the top of a mountain. And behind our house, there sat under a tree an old man, a hermit, a monk. He’d lived under this tree for half his lifetime, so they said, and he’d learned the secret of life. So, when my black day came, I went and asked him to help me.

And he told you the secret? Well, what was it? 

Well, I’m coming to that, Jo, in my own time. Ah, I’ll never forget what it was like up there. All bleak and cold, it was. A few bare rocks with some weeds sprouting from them and some pathetic little patches of sludgy snow. It was just grey. Grey, grey, grey. Well, the tree the old man sat under, that was ancient and twisted and the old man himself was, he was as brittle and as dry as a leaf in the autumn. 

But what did he say?

Nothing, not a word. He just sat there, silently, expressionless, and he listened whilst I poured out my troubles to him. I was too unhappy even for tears, I remember. And when I’d finished, he lifted a skeletal hand and he pointed. Do you know what he pointed at? 

No.

A flower. One of those little weeds. Just like a daisy, it was. Well, I looked at it for a moment and suddenly I saw it through his eyes. It was simply glowing with life, like a perfectly cut jewel. And the colours? Well, the colours were deeper and richer than you could possibly imagine. Yes, that was the daisiest daisy I’d ever seen. 

And that was the secret of life? A daisy? Honestly, Doctor. 

Yes, I laughed too when I first heard it. So, later, I got up and I ran down that mountain and I found that the rocks weren’t grey at all, but they were red, brown and purple and gold. And those pathetic little patches of sludgy snow, they were shining white. Shining white in the sunlight.

I think this is the most important thing the Doctor has ever said about life on Gallifrey.

kateordie:

I love that point in a friendship when you get what the other person’s style is - their “thing.” You see a knit jersey tie and think of them immediately; a type of weather, a bad movie, a woman’s outfit. You know, with absolute certainty, that your friend would enjoy this thing with you more than anyone else in the world. You feel closer in that moment of recognition, even if they’re not there.

"Though Mean Girls was rated PG-13 for “sexual content, language, and some teen partying,” that was a rating Paramount had to fight for, says Waters. “We had lots of battles with the ratings board on the movie. There was the line, ‘Amber D’Lessio gave a blow job to a hot dog,’ which eventually became ‘Amber D’Lessio made out with a hot dog.’ Which is somehow weirder! That’s the thing we found: When you’re trying to make a joke obey the rules and not use any bad words, it can actually become seamier, even.” Still, there were some things that Waters simply refused to change. “The line in the sand that I drew was the joke about the wide-set vagina. The ratings board said, ‘We can’t give you a PG-13 unless you cut that line.’ We ended up playing the card that the ratings board was sexist, because Anchorman had just come out, and Ron Burgundy had an erection in one scene, and that was PG-13. We told them, ‘You’re only saying this because it’s a girl, and she’s talking about a part of her anatomy. There’s no sexual context whatsoever, and to say this is restrictive to an audience of girls is demeaning to all women.’ And they eventually had to back down.”"
—  don’t fuck with tina fey (via brokenclocksrighttwiceaday)