the jerk store called. and they said. sorry wrong number. i love you

the jerk store called. and they said. sorry wrong number. i love you

The Grass Wheel (2006)

Architects: David Gallaugher, Kevin James, & Jacob Jebailey

i think it is important to recognize the ways in which your favorite thing sucks. i think it keeps u normal

Do you ever talk to your mutuals?

not really i just post things and hope they fall in love with me

this image is really funny to me just because i'm imagining seth mcfarlane describing how he wants to see this gay little alien milked to his animation team

"crochet can't be made by machines" went from being a cool fun fact to being a call to action of "so if you see mass manufactured crochet in Target, that was made by a person and they were underpaid and you should boycott it" which is true, it was made by a person, but EVERY item of clothing you own (that you did not purchase from a company using ethical labor) was made by a person being underpaid (at *best*.)

Sewing machines are operated by *people*. Knitting machines are operated by *people*. Yes lots of the process is automated but you cannot tell a machine "make me a t-shirt" or "make me a knit cardigan".

Higher awareness of fast fashion, and the true human labor and abuse behind it, is GREAT, but let's not pretend that the crochet hat in target is THE problem. Every article of clothing in target is the problem. "All clothes are made by people" is the jumping off point here into understanding this issue it's not just crochet it's the whole thing ahhhhHHHHHHHHHH

our new head chef Barbecue Pistol is going to rock your world with his brand new fry sauce which is a mix of ketchup and mayonnaise and a little sriracha for that pistol kick

There’s evidence that Palestinians in the mass graves (including babies, children, people in medical scrubs) were buried alive.

My favorite banned terms on this site are "suicide prevention" and "safe sex"

the spirit is not willing and the flesh it is not so into the idea either

the way this is phrased to avoid confronting the reality that people can’t afford food anymore