totalaestheticisland:

CHRIS PLAYLIST:To be a TD Host  by fizzy izzy
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Featuring tracks;

Marina and the Diamonds

– “Oh No!”
Britney Spears – Circus
Mike Posner – Cooler than me
Estelle – American Boy,
Justin Timberlake – Sexy Back 
The Wannadies – I Love Myself
Paramore – Misery Business
Set It Off – Wolf In Sheep’s Clothing (feat. William Beckett)
Matchbox 20 – How far we’ve come
Meghan Trainor – Me Too (Male Version)

wahbegan:

kramergate:

fleetwoodbrak:

keegsrawrats:

fleetwoodbrak:

i dont think we need anymore indie webcomics about the artist and their straight relationship and how cute and goofy they think their interactions are

You know what.

You know what?

FUCK this.

Let these people document and enjoy their relationships. If you don’t want that content, don’t fucking read it. You have the power to control what you consume on the internet.

omg relax lol

we get it you think youre the protagonist of a dystopian YA series

“You know what.”

It was scarcely more than a mutter at the back of the SJW Re-Education 101 classroom. At first, in the middle of his lecture, Mr. Fleetwoodbrak wasn’t even sure he’d heard the brave young woman correctly. The only straight white woman in the class. Her pale, nerdy, brunette, “i just want to cuddle with one man forever” vibe blazing like a sick beacon of deviance in amongst the sea of polyamorous communist LGBT people of color. He glared at her over his flamboyant glasses, eyes burning gaily. 

But she was brave. Very brave. The bravest brunette white girl in her class. She punched things. Hard. Once she’d even punched a guy in the face when she walked in on him making out with another girl. She would punch God Almighty off his throne if she could. And one day, she would punch this tyrannical regime to pieces. She looked him straight in the eye, punching him with her gaze.

“You know what?”

She said it louder this time, causing every butch, femme, top, bottom, vers, bear, otter, twink, and twunk to spin their heads in raging disbelief that she dare voice her straight opinion.

She stood straight up on her desk, fondly remembering when she used to watch Dead Poets Society before it had been deemed “problematic” and erased from history.

“FUCK this!”

Almost screaming now, screaming at a sea of people who would never understood what it was like to feel DIFFERENT. Who would NEVER understand what it was like to have society force you to live in shame and fear. 

“Let these people document and enjoy their relationships!!! 

If you don’t want that content, don’t fucking read it!!!! You have the power to control what you consume on the internet!!!!”

An audible hiss went around the room, as if she were reprimanding a den of gay vipers. Fleetwoodbrak spontaneously burst into flame, screaming in agony as his flesh melted off his gay bones.

Finally….because of one girl’s bravery, the straights had the right to enjoy and document their relationships in public. Out of the ashes, a new society, more tolerant of heterosexuality, would be built. All because of one girl.

That girl…..was Albert Einstein.