"We've got the dreamer's disease."

No longer have a place I can call home. I guess Albuquerque will have to do for now.
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dumbfricks:

post nap looks 

Why do white people own so many pets?
Because we’re not allowed to own people anymore.
*****
What is the scariest thing about a white person in prison?
You know he did it.
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how many Chicago cops does it take to change a light bulb? None, they just beat the room for being black.”
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A good looking 50 year old white man is trying to get laid on reality TV. What show are you watching?
To catch a predator.
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Why do white girls travel in groups of three or five?
They can’t even
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What do you call 64 white people in a room? A full blooded Cherokee.

from various reddit threads

at dinner last night, a coworker was talking about hanging out with his white friends and getting fed up with the racist jokes, and asked them to tell a white people joke.  nobody had any, so he googled and found these. after a few of them, people were a lot less comfortable.

white folks, next time you hear a racist joke, maybe lead with one of these in response.  tag this “I’m white” when you reblog it, if you are.

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theawesomeadventurer:

I hope y’all find some chill on this fine sunday

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queenmerbabe:

tiqachu:

thinksquad:

Singer CeeLo Green took to Twitter today to make an attempt to define what rape is, shortly after pleading no contest for charges that he slipped a woman ecstasy without her consent in 2012

http://www.buzzfeed.com/rachelzarrell/cee-lo-green-says-its-only-rape-if-the-person-is-conscious?bffb

Woooooooooooooooooooooooooow.

So date rape isn’t a thing? Roofies aren’t a thing? Oh okay.

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cucciolottoamore:

I’m precious buy me things

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Love your blog <3
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Ahhh thank you! <3

sirdef:

things i need more than a loki movie:

  • a third buttcheek
  • an avatar: the last airbender movie sequel
  • a spider in my bedroom
  • alcoholic milk
  • a copy of robin thicke’s new album
  • twilight merchandise

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pokemonmasterkimba:

that burn is so bad you’re gonna need a 3 year journey to regain your honor

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drankinwatahmelin:

White people remind me of those serial killers you see on TV that kill a bunch of people & keep an item of clothing or a piece of jewelry that belonged to the people they killed to wear for “fun”.

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stunningpicture:

Me (located in Iceland) and my friend (located in New Zealand) made the biggest sandwich of all time.

stunningpicture:

Me (located in Iceland) and my friend (located in New Zealand) made the biggest sandwich of all time.

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dumbfricks:

$5 sweater looks, bye now it’s time4werk

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satanslittledarling:

someone just sent me an anonymous message which for some reason won’t post but it says “your parents must be so proud of you…not” 

…not? are you thirteen years old? are we in the year 2002 what is going on 

Holy fucking shit this is awesome

claudiaboleyn:

Today I read an article about Steven Moffat’s Doctor Who in the Arts and Books section of the Independent on Sunday. In this article, by Stephen Kelly, Moffat is criticised for his inability to write women, to complete his plots, to write the Doctor as a likeable and trustworthy figure, and to keep his audience entertained. Yet one line in this frankly scathing (and almost painfully truthful) review reads: ‘When on form, Steven Moffat is the best writer working in television today’.

Having read said article, and written rather a lot of Moffat critique myself, the statement baffled me. Kelly’s entire article is lamenting the current state of Doctor Who at the hands of this man, and yet Moffat is still gifted with glowing praise.

It’s a common theme. I see it often when people are asked to review Moffat’s work. It seems people are almost afraid of criticising him, seeing as he has been lauded one of Britain’s most brilliant television writers.

It’s like the Emperor’s New Clothes. The Myth of Moffat’s Scriptwriting ‘Genius’. It’s a lie we’ve all absorbed and now just assume to be true. Sherlock himself would be frankly appalled by the entire thing. We are seeing, but we apparently do not observe.

Fellow Sherlock watchers will know what I mean (although many will probably not agree) when I equate Moffat’s writing to the empty houses of Leinster Gardens. An empty façade. It looks great from the outside, but when you step closer, you realise it’s just a whopping great train station with some drugged up self-proclaimed sociopath lurking in it.

 Let’s examine this case a little closer, shall we?

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