My Jacket Says Hi

Hello. I am Avni. Sometimes I do stuff.

youngstero:

the funniest thing in twilight is when bella thinks that the guy she has a crush on might be a vampire so she goes home and just googles the word “vampire” it’s ridiculous but also exactly what I would do in that situation

aphasknorway-creator:

skaredykat:

lamb-of-dawn:

jensensparkles:

littlekochanek:

raideo:

thisismouseface:

theperfectworl:

Pasote de cosplay de la serie *¬*

dude

I DIDN’T EVEN LIKE THIS CARTOON AND I GOTTA SAY THAT IS AN AWESOME GROUP THERE

SCREECHES OH MY GOD

WOW THAT NUMBA ONE IS MAKING ME LAUGH SO HARD HE’S THE BEST

THANKS DASHTHANKSTHANKS FOR THE NOSTALGIA OHHH FEEEELS 

Ok friends lets get our shit together DELIGHTFUL CHILDREN FROM DOWN THE LANE COSPLAY GO

OH NO MY CHILDHOOD IS COMING BACK KDFJLKDJFLK:DJFK:LJFK:L THIS CARTOON WAS MY CHILDHOOD

aphasknorway-creator:

skaredykat:

lamb-of-dawn:

jensensparkles:

littlekochanek:

raideo:

thisismouseface:

theperfectworl:

Pasote de cosplay de la serie *¬*

dude

I DIDN’T EVEN LIKE THIS CARTOON AND I GOTTA SAY THAT IS AN AWESOME GROUP THERE

SCREECHES OH MY GOD

WOW THAT NUMBA ONE IS MAKING ME LAUGH SO HARD HE’S THE BEST

THANKS DASH
THANKS
THANKS FOR THE NOSTALGIA OHHH FEEEELS 

Ok friends lets get our shit together DELIGHTFUL CHILDREN FROM DOWN THE LANE COSPLAY GO

OH NO MY CHILDHOOD IS COMING BACK KDFJLKDJFLK:DJFK:LJFK:L THIS CARTOON WAS MY CHILDHOOD

protowilson:

betterbemeta:

This tea is awful. It’s fucking disgusting. Don’t believe that lazy shit idyllic pastoral landscape on the goddamn cardboard box. It’s a damn lie and if you drink this tea you’ll know the heart of minty darkness
Like OK I appreciate that it tries to prepare you for whats inside by a cute picture on the box. Fresh green mint leaves, and some candy cane sticks to get you in that shitty assfaced Christmas mood. Look it’s even tied with a repugnant little red bow. fuck this tea.
So if you open the box and immediately steep a cup prepare to get one of those cute lil candy canes up your FUCKING NOSE and in your FUCKING EYES because this shit doesn’t know personal space in the same way a demon from hell doesn’t know a loving God.
I hope you like drinking your throat lozenges because here’s a blistering stream an actual menthol golem would piss down your fucking throat while you gag on its candy-striped wiener. 
So you lock this shit in a box for 3 months while you recover from the worst toothpaste-flavored blowjob of your life and maybe get yourself together again. You recover. You move on. Things are looking pretty up and you think back, well maybe that godforsaken tea didn’t really taste like a peppermint Siberia. So you make a cup like the foolish piece of shit you are
and you’re right, but so wrong about the character and nature of your mistake you might as well star in Greek tragedy. You pathetic bag of bollocks.
because in the months its been locked in a top-shelf tomb the life and vehement mint-based hatred for the physical world has withered and desiccated out of its soulless teabag husks.
Now what you have got in your fucking unfortunate mug is a hot steaming cup of fuck you that tastes like the inside of the birch tree on the fucking box, or maybe Santa’s tears mixed with mummy dust, or midwinter leaf litter a vaguely minty dog only rolled in once.
The aftertaste stinks of wax. Why wax? Because it wants to remind you that you’re the kid who ate birthday candles in first grade, that’s why. And every single other bad decision you now regret.
fuck this tea. fuck it, it tastes like a hollow  mannequin of a tea, hot leaf swill unfit to fertilize even fake fucking flowers.Maybe you could tan leather in it. I don’t fucking know but get it away from me and the human race. Fucking shoot it at the moon where it belongs with all of the other celestial fucking seasonings. fuck

I never thought I’d reblog a tea review but here we are.

protowilson:

betterbemeta:

This tea is awful. It’s fucking disgusting. Don’t believe that lazy shit idyllic pastoral landscape on the goddamn cardboard box. It’s a damn lie and if you drink this tea you’ll know the heart of minty darkness

Like OK I appreciate that it tries to prepare you for whats inside by a cute picture on the box. Fresh green mint leaves, and some candy cane sticks to get you in that shitty assfaced Christmas mood. Look it’s even tied with a repugnant little red bow. fuck this tea.

So if you open the box and immediately steep a cup prepare to get one of those cute lil candy canes up your FUCKING NOSE and in your FUCKING EYES because this shit doesn’t know personal space in the same way a demon from hell doesn’t know a loving God.

I hope you like drinking your throat lozenges because here’s a blistering stream an actual menthol golem would piss down your fucking throat while you gag on its candy-striped wiener. 

So you lock this shit in a box for 3 months while you recover from the worst toothpaste-flavored blowjob of your life and maybe get yourself together again. You recover. You move on. Things are looking pretty up and you think back, well maybe that godforsaken tea didn’t really taste like a peppermint Siberia. So you make a cup like the foolish piece of shit you are

and you’re right, but so wrong about the character and nature of your mistake you might as well star in Greek tragedy. You pathetic bag of bollocks.

because in the months its been locked in a top-shelf tomb the life and vehement mint-based hatred for the physical world has withered and desiccated out of its soulless teabag husks.

Now what you have got in your fucking unfortunate mug is a hot steaming cup of fuck you that tastes like the inside of the birch tree on the fucking box, or maybe Santa’s tears mixed with mummy dust, or midwinter leaf litter a vaguely minty dog only rolled in once.

The aftertaste stinks of wax. Why wax? Because it wants to remind you that you’re the kid who ate birthday candles in first grade, that’s why. And every single other bad decision you now regret.

fuck this tea. fuck it, it tastes like a hollow  mannequin of a tea, hot leaf swill unfit to fertilize even fake fucking flowers.Maybe you could tan leather in it. I don’t fucking know but get it away from me and the human race. Fucking shoot it at the moon where it belongs with all of the other celestial fucking seasonings. fuck

I never thought I’d reblog a tea review but here we are.

mischacrossing:

*PRIZES*
There will be three winners, and each winner will receive…
All of the following:
5 million bells
afternoon tea set
berliner
crown
royal crown
Any three of the following:
princess series
sweets series
mermaid series 
weeding day series
sloppy series
Any fifteen of the following:

shaved ice lamp / pumpkin pie / 12 grape plate


picnic basket / veggie basket / fruit basket / sushi platter


wedding cake / turkey / rice cake / kimbap plate


hair bow wig / tiara hair / dollhouse dress / petal parasol


pink wetsuit / red + blue ogre masks / newsprint hat


toy hammer / tweeter / throwing beans / ice cream


hibiscus / eggplant cow / cucumber horse / dango


cat tower / rainbow screen / box figurine / storybook


all gold tools / 5 rose hybrids / 5 carnation hybrids

*RULES*
must be following both of us (b) (m)
each reblog + like counts as one entry
reblog + like as much as you want
winners chosen by random.org
be willing to give us your FC and town name
have your ask box open
winners respond within 24 hours
♡ THIS GIVEAWAY ENDS ON SEPTEMBER 5TH ♡

mischacrossing:

*PRIZES*

There will be three winners, and each winner will receive…

All of the following:

  • 5 million bells
  • afternoon tea set
  • berliner
  • crown
  • royal crown

Any three of the following:

  • princess series
  • sweets series
  • mermaid series 
  • weeding day series
  • sloppy series

Any fifteen of the following:

  • shaved ice lamp / pumpkin pie / 12 grape plate
  • picnic basket / veggie basket / fruit basket / sushi platter
  • wedding cake / turkey / rice cake / kimbap plate
  • hair bow wig / tiara hair / dollhouse dress / petal parasol
  • pink wetsuit / red + blue ogre masks / newsprint hat
  • toy hammer / tweeter / throwing beans / ice cream
  • hibiscus / eggplant cow / cucumber horse / dango
  • cat tower / rainbow screen / box figurine / storybook
  • all gold tools / 5 rose hybrids / 5 carnation hybrids

*RULES*

  • must be following both of us (b) (m)
  • each reblog + like counts as one entry
  • reblog + like as much as you want
  • winners chosen by random.org
  • be willing to give us your FC and town name
  • have your ask box open
  • winners respond within 24 hours

♡ THIS GIVEAWAY ENDS ON SEPTEMBER 5TH 

darksomeness:

why do people often draw Yami Yugi so much taller than he actually is I will never stop questioning that

the guy’s already got a super deep voice and the most impressive protagonist hair you will ever see in your life

he just also happens to be short

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jsadiqsfavpics:

sonofdust:

nolloresvato:

wakeupslaves:

Gandhi Spreads Racial Hatred of Africans

Gandhi was passionately prejudiced towards black Africans, as clearly displayed by his own writings over his 21-year stint in Gandhi’s writings during his 20 years in South Africa. He promoted racial hatred, in theory, and campaigned for racial segregation, in practice. In his newspaper, The Indian Opinion, he frequently wrote diatribes against the black community. Of particular concern to him was any contact between Indians and Africans. The following series of quotes, which is but a small selection of his extensive writings on the topic, documents Gandhi’s intense hatred for equal treatment of blacks and Indians, whether in culture or under the law. Indeed, his efforts to improve the status of the Indian community in South Africa were primarily focused on ensuring Africans were treated worse than Indians. His goal, thus was greater social inequality rather than universal equality.

All quotes taken from Collected Works of Mahatma Gandhi (CWMG).

Sept. 26, 1896: “Ours is one continual struggle against a degradation sought to be inflicted upon us by the Europeans, who desire to degrade us to the level of the raw Kaffir* whose occupation is hunting, and whose sole ambition is to collect a certain number of cattle to buy a wife with and, then, pass his life in indolence and nakedness.” — Vol. 1, p. 410

Sept. 24, 1903: “We believe as much in the purity of race as we think they do… We believe also that the white race of South Africa should be the predominating race.” — Vol. 3, p. 256

Feb. 15, 1904: “Under my suggestion, the Town Council must withdraw the Kaffirs from the Location. About this mixing of the Kaffirs with the Indians, I must confess I feel most strongly. I think it is very unfair to the Indian population.” — Vol. 3, p. 429

Sept. 5, 1905: “The decision to open the school for all Coloured children is unjust to the Indian community, and is a departure from the assurance given… that the school will be reserved for Indian children only.” — Vol. 4, p. 402

Sept. 2, 1907: “From these views expressed by a White we have a lesson to learn: We must encourage the Whites too. It is a short-sighted policy to employ, through sheer niggardliness, a Kaffir for washing work. If we keep in view the conditions in this country and patronize the Whites, whenever proper and necessary, then every such White will serve as an advertisement for the Indian trader.” — Vol. 6, p. 276

Feb. 29, 1908: “The British rulers take us to be so lowly and ignorant that they assume that, like the Kaffirs who can be pleased with toys and pins, we can also be fobbed off with trinkets.” — Vol. 8, p. 167

Mar. 7, 1908: “We were all prepared for hardships, but not quite for this experience. We could understand not being classed with the whites, but to be placed on the same level with the Natives seemed too much to put up with.” — Vol. 8, p. 198

Mar. 7, 1908: “Kaffirs are as a rule uncivilised – the convicts even more so…. The reader can easily imagine the plight of the poor Indian thrown into such company!” — Vol. 8, p. 199

Jan. 16, 1909: “I have, though, resolved in my mind on an agitation to ensure that Indian prisoners are not lodged with Kaffirs…. I observed with regret that some Indians were happy to sleep in the same room as the Kaffirs…. This is a matter of shame to us. We may entertain no aversion to Kaffirs, but we cannot ignore the fact that there is no common ground between them and us in the daily affairs of life.” — Vol. 9, p. 257

Jan. 23, 1909: “I acquainted the Governor with what had happened and told him there was urgent need for separate lavatories for Indians. I also told him that Indian prisoners should never be lodged with Kaffirs. The Governor immediately issued an order for a lavatory for Indians to be sent on from the Central Gaol. Thus, from the next day the difficulty about lavatories disappeared.” — Vol. 9, p. 270

June 5, 1909: “I received from General Smuts two books on religion, and I inferred from this that it was not under his orders that I had been subjected to hardships, but that it was the result of his negligence and that of others, as also a consequence of the fact that we are equated with the Kaffirs.” — Vol. 9, p. 355

Dec. 2, 1910: “Some Indians do have contacts with Kaffir women. I think such contacts are fraught with grave danger. Indians would do well to avoid them altogether.” — Vol. 10, p. 414

The term “Kaffir” is a pejorative South African term for black people which is equivalent to the ‘n’ word. Use of this term has been a criminal offense in South Africa since 1975. Despite always using it to describe black Africans, Gandhi was fully aware of the offensive nature of the word. This is demonstrated by Gandhi’s comment during a religious conflict in India, when he said: “If ‘Kaffir’ is a term of opprobrium, how much more so is Chandal?” [CWMG, Vol. 28, p. 62] “Chandal” is a racist term for low-caste Hindus.

Up to a couple years ago all I heard was the “good” side of Gandhi.. Good to know though

damn.

Fuck him too