quasi-normalcy:

blackjackgabbiani:

quasi-normalcy:

The fact that you can’t raise taxes on billionaires even slightly without them pouring money into fascist political movements is, of itself, evidence that billionaires as a class shouldn’t be allowed to exist in the first place.

You, ah, don’t think it’s unfair to judge people’s morals based on their finances?

I, ah, think that it’s perfectly fair to judge people’s morals based on the amount of money they pour into neo-nazi political movements, yeah actually.

witchesvscommunism:

dawnofthebadpuns:

incandescent-creativity:

animetitle:

me writing dialogue: “what is man but a vessel through which a higher entity may see? what is his purpose? must he find a purpose? we are but stardust; the universe comprehending itself.”

me writing action: they ran real fast from the bad men aand legs hurty

me writing action: Her legs pounded against the earth, the familiar jolt grounding her like nothing else could. Magic, gods, royalty—she didn’t know anything about that. But running? That’s something she’d been doing since day one.

me writing dialogue: “I dunno man whatchu wanna do” “I dunno. What do you think?” “Hey man I don’t know”

me writing action: room go boom

me writing dialogue: noppity nope, that ain’t dope

The holy trinity of writing

6gramstar:

What’s it like to be trans? Imagine if, every time you decided to revisit a tv show you used to enjoy, you found there was a moment you forgot about where the characters pause to tell you that they hate you specifically and think you’re gross, and that this is supposed to be a joke.