this is probably the only sex gif i will every reblog, because for some reason i feel like it’s more than just sex. i don’t know if it’s how they’re actually looking at one another or the way they can’t get close enough. he’s actually looking at her like a person and not just a sex object. but then again, it could be all in my head. i mean, this is how i would want it to be. but that’s just me
…. you do realize this is a gif of a man riding a cracker through the mountains right?
do u even know what sex is
Warning: this blog will contain a shit ton of pointless text posts and reblogging of things, because no matter how much I try to fool myself, I'm not funny. Oh, and if you happen to know who made this lovely gif, send me a message so i can credit them. Thanks for visiting!
Here are 10 photos (out of 22) from my series Racial Microaggressions. I have asked my friends on the Fordham University Lincoln Center campus to write down an instance of racial microaggression they have faced on a poster for me to take a picture of them.
a strip club but instead of naked women its cute dogs that you give dog treats to for them to do tricks
Jeremy Glass, We Can’t Get Lost Anymore
i’m so sick of seeing people trash this generation for no other reason than that things aren’t the way they used to be. there’s this constant vitriolic stream of people snarling that selfies, check-ins and blogs are the death of culture, and i am bored of it.
the human desire to record and document experience is hardly new. without that urge we wouldn’t have art, music, dance, theatre. the world of electronics evolving around that to give us an even broader scope of options to preserve our unique view of the world and share it with others is a beautiful thing. despite a legion of cynical naysayers constantly shouting otherwise, i’ve not actually become immune to earth’s beauty or my own experiences in it. stop being terrified of change and development and calling it profound.
Last line bolded for emphasis
Additionally, I’m not losing my sense of adventure every time I Google something, I’m feeding my thrist for knowledge. I have easy access to the most information that humanity has ever amassed, and you want me to not use that? Because let’s be real, my ancestors who had a “sense of adventure” were actually far more restricted in their travel. I can travel more widely and more cheaply than any point in human history, and you’re trying to imply that my “sense of adventure” has died because of the very technology that has made that possible?
Actually, how about this: my “sense of adventure” is tempered by the responsibilities and anxieties I carry far more than Google or check-ins or hashtags. My “sense of adventure” is tempered by the money I have (or rather don’t have) in my bank account. My “sense of adventure” is tempered by what society has taught me about traveling alone at night. My “sense of adventure” is tempered by the fact that a girl from my high school went on an adventure and ended up murdered, and whose family is still seeking justice because of the negligence of the local police department. My “sense of adventure” is the same as my ancestors’ “sense of adventure,” and it not this nostalgic retelling of history.
And how many of these naysayers have actually taken a trip like Steinbeck or William Least Heat-Moon? How many of them have jumped off a bridge? How many of them feel free to benefit from iPhones and Google and cell service and Instagram, but then criticize younger generations for taking full advantage of the world around them?
We can’t jump off bridges anymore because it’s against laws passed by older generations. We can’t take skinny dips in the ocean because it’s against laws passed by older generations, and adventures aren’t a reality for us because they often cost more money than we have. Technology has made travel more cheap and widespread than ever, and we helped destroy it when we weighed an entire generation down with the responsibilities of another.
All of this. It’s just more empty railing of a Boomer against Millennials for not cleaning up their crime scene yet. It’s oooold.
Hell, I barely use my phone and camera and I still don’t have adventures because those fuckers, as stated, cost money, which I don’t have. Because thanks to Boomers, there are no jobs other than shitty, min. wage service jobs. And also thanks to Boomers, min. wag isn’t even enough for me to pay back the student loans that I took out at exorbitant rates (thanks again, Boomers) and keep a roof over my head, much less adventure. Here’s an idea, Boomers: I will continue to not use my phone and to get off Tumblr and drive across the country, fly around the world, and skinny dip in every reasonably not-frozen body of water I can find if you clean up the mess YOU made of this country, this economy, and this planet.
Yanno…we can take our iphones out of our pockets to jump off of bridges, you pretentious oldhead.
there are waterproof phones and cases
and hello? luddites? geotagging
you could probably jump off a bridge with your waterproof gps camera
check in to that mother fucker
welcome to the future sit down shut up and enjoy the ride
i’ve got like 20 tabs open regarding misogyny in ancient greece
LET’S WRITE ABOUT FEMINISM
9 week old puppy in 10 inches of snow
i got it at macey’s but a really similar one is also sold at delias
here’s a link
it’s 5 dollars off apparently wow what a big sale
This is how you shed the Disney image.
This looks really good.
does that look like the face of a man who cannot play the drums for 24 hours straight
this morning i almost fell off my bed and woke up in the middle of a dream and the first coherent line of thought i could muster was a koalas get their medication from pharmarsupials