some dude got decked for looking like shia labeouf and so shia labeouf sent him the best voicemail of all time
he’d come bring the man soup I fucking love him
Somehow, this is pure and good
this is so beautiful
Where’s all the people who were defending no violence against the nazis? Where’s all the people who were calling Shia a bully? Where’s the person who arrested Shia? Why don’t I know the name of the person who punched this poor guy? Why is it when Shia shoves a guy he gets arrested, but some random guy who sorta resembles Shia gets punched and nobody’s talking about the offender?
How I wanted the first lines of my story to be: serious, poetic, something to look back on and slap your forehead at because of the hidden foreshadowing
The actual first lines of my story:
10/10 would rather read a story with the second beginning.
Poetry and beauty are great, but really, what has always caught my eye as a strong opening line is a good dose of “what the hell” that forces you to read further to figure out what’s meant.
i dont get offended at white people jokes even though im white because:
i can recognize white people as a whole have systemically oppressed POC in america, which is where i live
most people when they make white people jokes only mean the shitty white people and i am not a shitty white person
im not a pissbaby
my white friends that have reblogged this give me life
4. Sometimes I am a shitty white person and the jokes remind me to FUCKIN STOP
If ur white and like this post I fux with u
^absolutely
5. It’s hard to be offended when white people jokes involve bland food/tourist dads in socks and sandals/white girls in yoga pants obsessed with pumpkin spice/suburban PTA moms and other harmless and mostly true stereotypes while jokes about POC involve them being called thugs/criminals/slurs/uneducated/illegal immigrants.
i fucks with u heavy if ur white and you reblog this
6. They’re usually really fucking funny and don’t perpetuate stereotypes that will ever affect me economically, politically, or cause me any true harm, let alone create risks that “justify” my murder and/or death