game of thrones + text posts

because i’m a meme-loving fuck

a friendly reminder



that calling women of color exotic is

  • fucking racist
  • dehumanizing
  • othering
  • and not a fucking compliment



#same [x]

Margaret: He was supposed to sign a letter?
Leo: The President is going under general anesthesia, he usually signs a letter handing over executive powers to the Vice President.
Margaret: And the President didn’t sign a letter?
Leo: Nope, we blew that play.


Sherlock Screencaps | Unaired Pilot | [45/ ?]


we’ve taught girls to romanticise nearly everything a boy does. when i was younger i thought it was cute that boys chased the girl even after she said no. i loved it when after a girl moved away from a kiss, the guy would pull her back and force it on. i thought a guy saying ‘i won’t take a no for an answer’ was passionate and romantic. we’re literally always teaching girls to romanticise abusive traits.

badass animated ladies [5/?] princess azula.


someone needs to save him from this interview x


This is one of the most insulting things that I have ever seen, it makes me so mad I actually want to cry. I can’t believe magazines think that they can just dip a woman in brown paint, give her clothes from my culture to put on for a couple hours and then have audacity to call her an “African Queen”. Growing up I heard every joke about Africans and saw the negative stereotypes portrayed by the media that tried to make me feel so bad about where I come from. Yet Ive noticed when fashion magazine want to do spreads portraying poise and exoticness they often turn to Africa ( and many other foreign continents/nations) proving time and again that Africa is more than the negative images you see in the media)  but this time, to try and take parts of my beautiful culture just to have white women play the role of an “African Queen” proves that beauty cannot be seen in our countries/cultures unless it is represented by White people. 


Gillian Anderson and the cast of A Streetcar Named Desire taking their final bows at the Young Vic Theatre.



Look at this purebread puppy

i’m done



Look at this purebread puppy

i’m done

I didn’t know why I was going to cry, but I knew that if anybody spoke to me or looked at me too closely the tears would fly out of my eyes and the sobs would fly out of the throat and I’d cry for a week.