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odiedragon:

solitae:

leftenantreece:

2112tryptophanbonfires:

ANNIE - Official Trailer (2014)

I’m not gonna lie, I teared up a little bit when I saw the trailer.

I’m sooo excited for this… cheese fest and all!

this is so freaking adorable and yes i cried. I can’t wait.

I CAN’T WAIT

So I’ll probably get slammed for this (because, tumblr) but here goes anyway.  Ask box is open, slam away.

When the original Little Orphan Annie was written, chronologically we were a lot closer to a time where there was a strong bias against Irish people.  By making Annie red haired, it was implied that she was of Irish descent, and by extension, the audience would have inherently known that was part of the bias against her.

Changing Annie’s race to African American replicates this same dynamic in modern society, and that’s a big part of why so many people were upset by it.  A BLACK orphan?!  Nooooooo, keep her white and red haired and cute I DON’T WANT TO DEAL WITH HOW THIS IS MAKING ME UNCOMFORTABLE.

Casting Annie as black in 2014 is a much more true to the original character than casting her as a caucasian red head.

I mean i just don’t like the movie bc they fucked up all the songs really badly

sexybaldwin

monstersanosa:

My contributions for the WtNV Table-Top Role Playing Game!

I did all of the character profiles, which granted took a lot of time. But I got excited, and I didn’t like the idea that any of the character profiles would be done in different styles (breaks in continuity bother me).

If you guys like table top games, check it out!! It runs on a simple 2d6 system, and would probably work best as a story driven campaign. If you guys do decide to play it send me your campaign stories I wanna hear em!!

phoenixfire-thewizardgoddess

thetimetravelersguidetothegalaxy:

lukesprinsass:

fluorescentbird:

crazed-freak:

allisonstyles:

theannoyingskwid:

Every song you have ever loved and every song you have ever hated.

THIS. WAS. EVERYTHING. LITERALLY.

ALL THE AWARDS.

Lucky - Brittany Spears

Love Story - Taylor Swift

I’m Yours - Jason Mraz

Super Bass - Nicki Minaj

My Heart Will Go On - Celine Dion

I Want It That Way - Backstreet Boys

Escape - Enrique Iglesias

Paparazzi - Lady Gaga

Hot & Cold - Katy Pery

The Boy Is Mine  - Brandy & Monica

It’s Ok If It’s In a 3-Way - Justin Timberlake, Andy Samberg, Lady Gaga

Whatchu Say - Jason De Rulo

Baby - Justin Beiber

You Belong With Me - Taylor Swift

Take On Me - A-Ha

Jar of Hearts - Christine Peri

Torn - Natalie Imbruglia

Love the Way you Lie - Eminem Ft. Rihanna

Skyscrape - Demi Levato 

Poker Face - Lady Gaga

3 AM - Matchbox 20

Airplane - B.o.B ft. Haylie Williams

Let It Be- THe Beatles

Party Rock Anthem - LFMAO

Don’t Stop Believing - Journey

She Will Be Loved - Maroon 5

Someone Like You - Adele

It’s All Coming Back To Me Now - Celine Dion

Apologize - One Republic

No Scrubs - TLC

Forget You - Cee Lo Green

Landslide - Fleetwood Mac

Who’s that Lady - Isley Brothers

All I Wanna Do -Sheryl Crow

Friday - Rebecca Black

Last Friday Night - Katy Perry

HOLY SHIT THAT WAS AMAZING

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oh my

I’ve waited for this to come back onto my dash for a long time.

GIVE THIS GIRL AN AWARD.

dammnn. 

holy shit

Thus proving ridiculous amounts of songs use the same chord progression as the Pachelbel canon. XD

holy shti

BLOODY AMAZING HOLY SHIT

mishacollins-official

fandom-obsessed-things:

Dave I had no idea I’m so sorry

You never thought anyone would notice. Hell, you never thought it mattered.

It started small (doesn’t everything?), with an idle nick on the underside of your calf. Not the wrists, because that was too easy; that meant you were seeking attention, the internet said, and you weren’t, damnit. Attention was never your goal. This wasn’t some weird cry-for-help.

You just wanted the hole in your gut to feel a little less empty.

It grew from there, though. You found out why people preferred their arms: it hurt more. After a few weeks, you just started wearing long sleeves. Nobody ever questioned it. It was the beginning of fall. Why would anybody question it?

Hell, for them to question it, they’d have to notice you were there first.

Some days, you wished you weren’t. Some days, it didn’t seem worth it. You got up, you went to school, you fought your way through class, you ate lunch alone, you struggled with your homework, you came home. You locked the door behind you when you woke up, you unlocked it when you got off the bus.

On those days, the blade dug a little deeper.

You saw your Bro less and less, because he never checked your room, and you rarely left it. There were raps to write, and stories to get lost in. There were movies to watch. There was not a single fucking reason for you to interact with the outside world.

Every day was the same. You’d fit your key into the lock, the door would click open, and you’d call into an empty house. “Bro, you home?”

He never was. Work, he said.

Always work. Always something.

Until the day it wasn’t anymore.

Until one day you came home, and you barely got the word ‘home’ out of your lips before your brother was crushing your form against his chest, hugging you so tight you couldn’t breathe, whispering choked apologies into your ear, ragged promises that he’d be there for you, that he was always there for you, that he was so goddamn fucking sorry he’d ever let you feel like you were fighting against the world alone.

You think about denying it, about laughing it off.

He yanks up your sleeve, fingers playing over old scars, fresh wounds.

You break.

He’s there as you sink to the floor, his arms strong around you. He asks you what you need, his voice full of anxious concern, and you tell him this, just this, because all you’ve ever needed is someone to be there when you’re weak, to hold you when you can’t stand, to be your backup when the world is too much.

He asks you why you didn’t say anything, and you shrug helplessly. What was there to say?

“Anything,” he says. “Anything at all.”

You shake your head. “This,” you say, gesturing at your scars, “Was never a cry for help.”

“Yes it was,” he answers. “You just didn’t realize it.”

genderbent-roselalonde

cumbermums:

iru-hime:

weird-happenings:

dorirosa:

suncalf:

what if you were in bed tonight and you were really lonely and sad and you were lying with your arm hanging out over the edge of the bed into the darkness and just as you were going to sleep, the darkness reached out and held your hand

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i made a thing

This is beautiful.

I cried

I love this. The darkness is usually portrayed as something sinister but I think it’s beautiful.

iliketolight-thingsonfire
jackfrostciicle:


its-hard-out-here-for-a-sith:

jodiamandis:

no-hope-for-her:

As long as it isn’t a saftey hazard, I don’t see why we can’t have them. And yeah, if the tattoo is inappropriate or if your plugs have something inappropriate on them, then I can see why they would want them covered up it taken out. But if you have blue hair and the store or whatever wont hire you because of that, fuck them. I like your blue hair, I’ll hire you.

This.

One hundred percent support

i cant even tell you how sick to fucking death of this body policing bullshit i am. its 2014, we’ve cloned sheep, get the fuck over it and hire a person with cotton candy pink hair and metal in their face, what the fuck is the problem???

jackfrostciicle:

its-hard-out-here-for-a-sith:

jodiamandis:

no-hope-for-her:

As long as it isn’t a saftey hazard, I don’t see why we can’t have them. And yeah, if the tattoo is inappropriate or if your plugs have something inappropriate on them, then I can see why they would want them covered up it taken out. But if you have blue hair and the store or whatever wont hire you because of that, fuck them. I like your blue hair, I’ll hire you.

This.

One hundred percent support

i cant even tell you how sick to fucking death of this body policing bullshit i am. its 2014, we’ve cloned sheep, get the fuck over it and hire a person with cotton candy pink hair and metal in their face, what the fuck is the problem???