tylercoates:

I put together a list of 50 essential LGBT films. Check it out! 

Now when I walk out of my door the chance that I’ll see the people that frustrate me most is highly unlikely.

opioneers:

delawareareyou:


“I’d rather drink my chocolate milk and read a comic book than hear about unpleasant stuff.” - david foster wallace
happy birthday to this dude.

sarah, where did you find this picture and what is this great quote from? I love all of it, but it makes my heart cry a little.

opioneers:

delawareareyou:

“I’d rather drink my chocolate milk and read a comic book than hear about unpleasant stuff.” - david foster wallace

happy birthday to this dude.

sarah, where did you find this picture and what is this great quote from? I love all of it, but it makes my heart cry a little.

(Source: pushthemovement)

Moved into Mt. Vernon and got one night of PRIDE but now I have to go back to camp where there are so very few rainbow flags/Donna Summers theme nights.

Note to self

Idiot,

Hide all the sex stuff before your mom comes to help you move.

(Source: messyfaggot)

tumblin’ on my dad’s new 27’ iMac. The blue goes on for daysssss. 

I want to stress this again: In many, many parts of the country right now, if you want to go to see a movie in the theater and see a current movie about a woman — any story about any woman that isn’t a documentary or a cartoon — you can’t. You cannot. There are not any. You cannot take yourself to one, take your friend to one, take your daughter to one.

There are not any.

By far your best shot, numbers-wise, at finding one that’s at least even-handedly featuring a man and a woman is Before Midnight (on 891 screens) so I hope you like it. Because it’s pretty much that or a solid, impenetrable wall of movies about dudes.

Dudes in capes, dudes in cars, dudes in space, dudes drinking, dudes smoking, dudes doing magic tricks, dudes being funny, dudes being dramatic, dudes flying through the air, dudes blowing up, dudes getting killed, dudes saving and kissing women and children, and dudes glowering at each other.

Somebody asked me this morning what “the women” are going to do about this. I don’t know. I honestly am at the point where I have no idea what to do about it. Stop going to the movies? Boycott everything?

They put up Bridesmaids, we went. They put up Pitch Perfect, we went. They put up The Devil Wears Prada, which was in two-thousand-meryl-streeping-oh-six, and we went (and by “we,” I do not just mean women; I mean we, the humans), and all of it has led right here, right to this place. Right to the land of zippedy-doo-dah. You can apparently make an endless collection of high-priced action flops and everybody says “win some, lose some” and nobody decides that They Are Poison, but it feels like every “surprise success” about women is an anomaly and every failure is an abject lesson about how we really ought to just leave it all to The Rock.

At The Movies, The Women Are Gone : Monkey See : NPR

The whole article is fantastic, as is pretty much everything Linda Holmes writes.

(via kdhart)

Drunk girls know that love is an astronaut/ It comes back but it’s never the same

(Source: Spotify)

animalstalkinginallcaps:

CAN YOU BELIEVE THE WHOLE SEASON’S OVER ALREADY?
NO! I’M PISSED!
MORE LIKE GAME OF NOT ENOUGH EPISODES, AM I RIGHT?
SERIOUSLY! WHAT ARE WE SUPPOSED TO DO FOR NINE MONTHS? READ THE BOOKS?!

animalstalkinginallcaps:

CAN YOU BELIEVE THE WHOLE SEASON’S OVER ALREADY?

NO! I’M PISSED!

MORE LIKE GAME OF NOT ENOUGH EPISODES, AM I RIGHT?

SERIOUSLY! WHAT ARE WE SUPPOSED TO DO FOR NINE MONTHS? READ THE BOOKS?!