Slayerette
animatedamerican:

shodobear:

stunningpicture:

A grape, wearing a raspberry.

I am froot.

I am froot

animatedamerican:

shodobear:

stunningpicture:

A grape, wearing a raspberry.

I am froot.

I am froot

How much do I hate Columbus?

oh-snap-pro-choice:

elaichi-cha:

I have to say “Indian from India”.

I’ll leave you with that.

"What’s your ethnicity?"
"Indian"
"Dot or feather LOLOLOLOL?"
*twitches*
-Ash

Today a guy came in and ordered a venti nonfat mocha. This guy comes in probably once a week and I recognized his face but I have a lot of customers, so I didn't remember his name for the cup. He rolled his eyes and said it (this isn't his real name): "DAY. VID. Maybe eventually you'll remember it. " I covered up my name tag and said "okay, what's MY name?" He was silent for a second then said "uh...well now I feel like a jackass." That's right motherfucker, the world doesn't revolve around you.
aconnormanning:

maneth985:

fallen-angel-with-a-shotgun:

dajo42:

if you dont have me on facebook you are probably not missing out on any posts but the comment section is important too lmao

I went to the Renaissance faire dressed as a warrior.  I had a real sword with me, too.  I was standing (in character) next to a sword-fighting ring, where kids of all ages got the chance to pick up a sword and challenge the champion.  Some woman walks by, with her little girl.  The girl starts walking towards the ring, saying she wants to fight.  But the mom pulled her away hella sharply, and was like, “That’s for boys.”  You don’t want to be a BOY, do you?”    And the girl looked around and saw me.  I think she thought I was a boy; I had my hair in a ponytail, and was wearing a hood.  So she comes up to me and asks me, “Do you think girls can be fighters, too?”  And her mom looks like she’s silently gloating.  Like she thinks I’m going to say no.  So I take off my hood, untie my hair so that it flows freely, and kneel before her.  And I’m like, “Milady, anyone can be a fighter.”  I swear, the look on that mother’s face made my day.



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aconnormanning:

maneth985:

fallen-angel-with-a-shotgun:

dajo42:

if you dont have me on facebook you are probably not missing out on any posts but the comment section is important too lmao

I went to the Renaissance faire dressed as a warrior.  I had a real sword with me, too.  I was standing (in character) next to a sword-fighting ring, where kids of all ages got the chance to pick up a sword and challenge the champion.  Some woman walks by, with her little girl.  The girl starts walking towards the ring, saying she wants to fight.  But the mom pulled her away hella sharply, and was like, “That’s for boys.”  You don’t want to be a BOY, do you?”    And the girl looked around and saw me.  I think she thought I was a boy; I had my hair in a ponytail, and was wearing a hood.  So she comes up to me and asks me, “Do you think girls can be fighters, too?”  And her mom looks like she’s silently gloating.  Like she thinks I’m going to say no.  So I take off my hood, untie my hair so that it flows freely, and kneel before her.  And I’m like, “Milady, anyone can be a fighter.”  I swear, the look on that mother’s face made my day.

This post was good but then it got better

lastrealindians:

Photo by Matt Remle

lastrealindians:

Photo by Matt Remle

thefaceshekeepsinajarbythedoor:

things i need to do:

  • clean my room
  • get a college degree
  • learn how to have healthy relationships
things i want to do:
  • play with puppies and kittens
  • find someone cute to cuddle and make out with
  • drive to the ocean
things i actually am doing:
  • taking subpar selfies
  • running a semi successful blog
  • listening to sad songs and watching too much netflix
White People in July VS White People in October
lecteurdepaumes:

God bless

lecteurdepaumes:

God bless