paperdemons:

Friendly reminder that Dia de Los Muertos is pretty much a funeral, and the dead being represented in the holiday are actual dead people who had families and friends and hopes and dreams. So just as you wouldn’t throw on black clothes and join a group of mourners because they look so fashionable in black, you shouldn’t paint your face and put marigolds in your hair and make altars because it looks cool to you. Thank.

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periscopestudio:

J.C. Leyendecker. Always impeccabile. 

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“When I was young, I used to admire intelligent people; as i grow older, I admire kind people.”

Abraham Joshua Heschel (via wendesgray)

This is an actual thing for me. My heroes are the ones who do good and help others.

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roachpatrol:

TRASH ZODIAC

January: The Tired Sock.  Mean and uptight. Steals things. 

February: The Broken Fork.  Eyes are too close together. Weird sense of humor. 

March: The Plastic Baggie. They could work harder, but they don’t. Also they all have that bizarre smell. You know. That smell. 

April: The Hazardous Tupperware. Does crimes when drunk. Tends to have lots of friends, weirdly enough. 

May: The Old Fruit Peel. Doesn’t ever tip enough. Probably also doesn’t call their family enough. 

June: The Used Tissue. Has never in their life had a flattering haircut. Also, they ate their twin in the womb. 

July: The Busted Headphones. Ugh. This guy. 

August: The Fragrant Pad. Borrows money and forgets to give it back. Mhm. Sure. ‘Forgets’. 

September: The Toilet Paper Roll. Cheats on tests and at mario kart. Will end valuable friendships over pointless arguments. 

October: The Invisible Ink Pen.  The best lover you could ever have. However, they have impossibly high standards.

November: The Chicken Bone. Pronounces ‘manga’ the wrong way no matter what. Even if you punch them in the neck. 

December: The Shower Clot. Their life is actually great but they still manage to be bitter about every little annoyance. Also, never stifles their farts as well as they think they do. 

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devil-in-the-shortwave:

I came across this gem the other day: John Darnielle singing “Tomorrow” (from the musical Annie) as a bonus track for the Japanese version of Transcendental Youth.

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bemusedlybespectacled:

lipstick lesbian? no, i’m a burt’s bees bisexual

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yuffii:

Sakura [and ume] by (by Vincent Chen) | original

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aromantictanaka:

destroy media’s idea of asian girls being petite, pale-skinned waifs with bobbed hair and blunt bangs who are either the quiet fighter or a submissive giggly teen

destroy the fetishizing and infantilizing of asian girls

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captainlitebrite:

is there anything on earth more anxiety inducing than being given unclear instructions and then put under time pressure

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