I keep thinking oh man, I’m so immature. How am I allowed to be an adult.
Then I spend time with teenagers.
And it’s like, wow, okay, yeah. I am an adult. I am so adult. Look at me adulting all over the place.
i can’t believe people get so angry about a bisexual spider-man. whatever. have your shitty bi/homophobic opinions. you’re an asshole anyway. i just can’t believe you’re robbing everyone of all the glorious ‘swings both ways’ jokes
It’s quite a contradiction here, because in every ad on TV, every ad in a magazine there is something sexual. Even if it’s a fucking shoe ad, there’s something sexual being portrayed all the time. I don’t wanna give a percentage, but in a large amount of the commercial work in America it’s sexualised. I think it’s silly that it’s okay to do that, it’s okay to sell shoes with sex, it’s okay to sell makeup with sex, it’s okay to sell clothes with sex or cars for that matter. But it’s not okay to sell sex itself, which is ridiculous.
(Source: sashagreyart, via under-northern-skies)
"Is it really so comforting to be told you’re a bit better than the guy who used a dictaphone on the shitter?"
wes anderson movies taught me that fucked up horrifying tragic living circumstances are no excuse not to carefully maintain a cute pastoral aesthetic at all times