if you can watch this entire video straight through you have the most iron fucking will on the actual planet, in the actual universe. you have gigantic balls of steel. i would not fuck with you. you could come in my house and slap my mom and take my cats and i would just let you. if you can watch all of this you scare the shit out of me
god i thought i could do it but i cant i cant watch this all the way through
The video just does not end
oh, look at that. i’ve been impaled.
Happy 40th Birthday Misha Collins , August 20th
I got obsessed with it, for three months I wouldn’t respond to anything but Ariel.
I drove my parents crazy.
If I had a dollar for every look of disgust on a person’s face when I tell them I don’t/can’t wash my hair everyday
people you dont even know who think its ok to touch your hair cuz its “exotic and wonder what it feel like”
just brushed my hair out to within an inch of my freaking life (it’s so big all 80s hair metal bands would be jealous)
and then in an hour i get to go into the kitchen and stick my head in the sink so my mum can wash it like she used to when i was a kid
it wasn’t so bad then but now i have like the equivalent of six sheep on my head and it’s ridiculously thick so it requires some extra help
Excuse me while I rant… Nothing ticks me off more than when someone says “you’re not black” or “you’re not white” to a biracial person. (Or whatever race you’re mixed with) No one could possibly begin to understand the struggles of being biracial unless you yourself are biracial. Especially if by appearance you don’t look like half of who you are. You should never deny someone of who they are. Never. It doesn’t matter if you’re joking or not. A person grows up their whole life in a society that says they have to choose. In school we’re raised to have to mark our ethnicity on a test or mark the “other” box. You can’t mark 2 ethnics. It’s either 1 or “other”. What is that teaching young children? I know growing up it was hard for me to feel like I fit in anywhere. Inside I felt like I wasn’t “white” enough for my white friends and I wasn’t “black” enough for my black friends. I was raised in a home to not look at a persons ethnicity. I was raised to look past a persons outward appearance and look at who they are on the inside. The world is changing, yes. But little comments like “you’re not___” shows that we still have a long way to go. mixedgirlrants mixedgirlsproblems