A QUOTE

My mother tells me
that when I meet someone I like,
I have to ask them three questions:

1. what are you afraid of?
2. do you like dogs?
3. what do you do when it rains?

of those three, she says the first one is the most important.
“They gotta be scared of something, baby. Everybody is. If they aren’t afraid of anything, then they don’t believe in anything, either.”

I met you on a Sunday, right
after church.
one look and my heart fell into
my stomach like a trap door.

on our second date,
I asked you what you were afraid of.
“spiders, mostly. being alone. little children, like, the ones who just learned how to push a kid over on the playground. oh and space. holy shit, space.”
I asked you if you liked dogs.
“I have three.”
I asked you what you do when it rains.
“sleep, mostly. sometimes I sit at the window and watch the rain droplets race. I make a shelter out of plastic in my backyard for all the stray animals; leave them food and a place to sleep.”

he smiled like he knew.
like his mom told him the same
thing.
“how about you?”

me?
I’m scared of everything.
of the hole in the o-zone layer,
of the lady next door who never
smiles at her dog,
and especially of all the secrets
the government must be breaking
it’s back trying to keep from us.
I love dogs so much, you have no idea.
I sleep when it rains.
I want to tell everyone I love them.
I want to find every stray animal and bring them home.
I want to wake up in your hair
and make you shitty coffee
and kiss your neck
and draw silly stick figures of us.
I never want to ask anyone else
these questions
ever again.

A VIDEO

bludot:

From Here To There: A growing map of Manhattan made only of directions from strangers on scraps. 

Reblogged from #A1351A
A VIDEO
Reblogged from #A1351A
A VIDEO

cameoappearance:

stand-up-comic-gifs:

Baron Vaughn (x)

The change of caption fonts was a magnificent touch

Reblogged from #A1351A
A TEXT POST

dutchster:

deluxetoaster:

sonsofsauron:

deluxetoaster:

where did this website’s sudden obsession with skeletons come from

From inside ourselves.

fcugn no first of alll;, you do not come into my house with your bullshit skeleton puns do u wanna fucking fite I could take like 5 shitty skeltons don’t test me

wow that really got under your skin, how do you not find skeleton puns humerus

Reblogged from primadonna girl
A TEXT POST

youdtearthiscanvasskinapart:

supertrout95:

youdtearthiscanvasskinapart:

9 hours of studying and I can’t remember my own name but I can remember how to kill a man using a toothbrush so there’s that

the hell kind of classes are you taking?

I’m a forensic criminologist our slogan is “can’t run fast enough to be a serial killer so I’ll just help the police catch them”

A VIDEO

misandry-mermaid:

whitepeoplestealingculture:

1975blog:

"It’s just a prank, calm down!"

When did harassing women become a prank? You can clearly see that this girl is trying to laugh it off even though she’s uncomfortable with it, and that is not okay. If I’m a feminazi for pointing this out, then so be it, I’m not going to tolerate this shit.

I would have grabbed that ponytail and ripped his hair right off his ugly head 

Me too, OMG I would have punched his fucking nasal bone up into his brain.

Reblogged from Misandry Mermaid
A PHOTO

awwww-cute:

My older cat got sick of my kitten trying to play with him so he pinned him down and licked him until he fell asleep

Reblogged from Rent-A-Swag
A VIDEO

fknandyy:

mariathemuggle:

anemotionallyunstablecreature:

will-you-be-electric-sheep:

Watch it in video

interesting how the answers change as the men get younger

and they call OUR generation lost

I was hating this until the end

I’m gonna reblog again cause this shit is important. my mom is a rape victim and she’s been married twice and she’s the strongest woman I know. rape shouldn’t be a deal breaker, that’s ridiculous.