I hate being white. Whatever I say I sound like a racist asshole. I truly don’t notice the differences in skin or culture, but when I try and say that I come off as insensitive and rude. Really guys I just want to be friends, if I could have chosen to be raised somewhere other than white suburbia I would have.
How did this get 71,000 notes?!
Also, now that tumblr is being bought by yahoo, does this mean I will finally get paid for every note generated? And if so, can I declare that payment as fishing boat proceeds?!
(Source: bstinsons)
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always-smile-like-cheshire-cat:
I went on Google to look up more about this Yahoo buying Tumblr nonsense, and one of the comments on the article said this.
NOW WOULD SOMEONE PLEASE TELL THE CEO OF YAHOO THIS.
I have not issue with Yahoo buying Tumblr as long as they understand this and don’t try to make it cool.
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do you know what tomorrow is
I love how this always appears on my dash on a Sunday
Every Sunday I reblog this
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“Where’s your bride?”
“Mary? Oh, she’s not my bride.”
“What?”
“No, she’s just a friend. A good friend, mind you, but no more than that.”
“What are you talking about? You’re marrying her in a little less than half an hour.”
“I don’t think so.”
“Have you hit your head?”
“Nope.”
“You’re serious?”
“I’m dead serious.”
“Then why on earth have we gone through this rigmarole?”
“Got you here, didn’t it? And wearing a TIE, no less.”
“Of course I’m wearing a tie - I thought you were getting married today!”
“Oh, I am.”
“What?”
“Or at least, I hope to be.”
“You are making no sense whatsoever.”
“I know how you feel about me.”
“No you don’t. How do you?”
“Suspected soon after you came back, actually. But I couldn’t be sure until I saw your face when I said I was leaving.”
“So this whole thing has been… what? Punishment?”
“Would you rather I’d punched you?”
“You did punch me!”
“Well, you deserved it.”
“And did I deserve this? To have to stand here and watch while you… Oh.”
“Oh?”
“You’re not marrying Mary?”
“I’m really not.”
“But you are getting married.”
“Well, that rather depends.”
“On?”
“On whether or not you’ll have me.”
“…”
“Sherlock?”
“But… One can’t just turn up in front of a vicar and get married, John. There are formalities…”
“It’s amazing what you can arrange when the British government owes you a favour.”
“But… Me?”
“Of course you.”
“But we’re not… I’ve never even…”
“If you want me. So do you, Sherlock? Do you want to marry me?”
.
.
“I do.”
(Source: bluebellglowinginthedark, via cashasthesonicscrewdriver)
