I’m just saying, if Kristen Stewart’s life and career are ruined by this bizarre cheating scandal while Chris Brown continues to make money, we have failed as a society and everyone should feel deeply ashamed of themselves.
My little brother got into outer space and stuff so my step-mom bought him a place mat with all the planets on it. When I first saw it, I was upset, because it was newer and so Pluto wasn’t labeled. I was about to say something when I noticed something…
ok so i think that bisexuals should have their own mascot like gay people have unicorns or whatever so i think bisexuals should have the duck-billed platypus because ducks only go out with ducks and beavers or whatever only go out with beavers but i think platypus’ would go out with beavers and ducks so that makes sense and so this is a prototype flag ok i made it at 1am
i cannot stop laughing because i was just talking today about how australia has only won 9 medals ever in our history of competing in the winter olympics and my dad just informed me that one of the medals was because in one skating competition all of the other competitors fell over right before the finish line so the australian who was coming last ended up winning \m/
“When gays get so angry about a chicken sandwich, it is because Chick-fil-A has given around $5 million to fight to discriminate against us. When we praise brave Eagle Scouts who give up their badges in protest of the Boy Scouts of America’s prejudice, it’s not about scoring political points; it’s because there are kids in dens who are being taught to believe that they are less than equal. When we rant about the pastor who preaches that gays should be thrown into a concentration camp, we scream out of fear. And our fears are justified — in the last seven days, a lesbian in Nebraska was carved with a knife, a gay man in Oklahoma was firebombed, and a girl in Kentucky was kicked and beaten — her jaw broken and her teeth knocked out — while her assailants allegedly hurled anti-gay slurs at her.”—
It’s like when you think you know someone and they’re this quiet reserved person. And then you go to a party they’ve thrown and they’re really drunk and half naked, on a table twirling their shirt over their head.