Multiple Peter Parker Spider-Man comics + Doctor Octopus Spider-Man comics + Spider-Man 2009 comics are all selling better than your HAIL DIVERSITY AFRICAN AMERICAN MILES MORALS Spider-Man comic. I don't give a fuck about which skin color you try to push in comics. Black, white, yellow, red, purple... It doesn't matter. I care about characters and you killed off Peter Parker for Miles Morals and the sales killed Miles Morals. At least your four african american families seem to be happy now.
Fuck, seriously, please stop buying our comics.
Peter Parker would be appalled by you right now.
"This has nothing to do with race, but I do NOT like that black guy."
Jesus fucking Christ.
And of course it’s anonymous. Of course it is.
I’ve had a stomach ache for about two weeks now. I don’t know why. I’m not sick. I haven’t been sick. I’m eating and drinking normally. I just have a fist sized knot that churns around every once in a while.
It’s probably stress. Things are… complex at the moment. A lot of balls in the air. A lot of plates spinning at once. A third circus-like metaphor I can’t think of right now. This stomach thing is… Unpleasant.
And as I sit here on a Friday trying to decide if I should get a few more things done or just say fuck it and bail I’m thinking about this weight in my gut. And the only time it HASN’T been there was when I was lying flat on my back while a very nice young woman skillfully, but not exactly delicately jammed multiple ink-drenched needles into my arm again and again and again over the course of a couple hours.
And I dunno… I don’t want to dwell too long or too deeply on what that might say about me as a person so I’m just going to chalk it up to the notion that I was in the moment due to the pain so I wasn’t thinking about anything else (another sort of scary notion, honestly) and leave it at that.
But goddammit I walked out of there feeling so fucking free.
Anyway. I got a new tattoo (sorry, mom). I really like it. This nice lady did it.
Have a good weekend.
this is bullshit
I AM SO ANGRY
I’ve seen it several times before.
It STILL makes me angry.
I watch it all the way to the end every time.
EVERY. FUCKING. TIME!!!
Tumblr to infinity and beyond!
I showed this to V. At first she looked stunned, then she smiled, then she burst into tears. Oops.
I watched this for a really long time.
No I mean a REALLY long time.
So I decide to give Supernatural a break and try out Gilmore Girls instead and then dontcha know it fucking Sam is there playing a kid named Dean and it all became too much for me and that is the story of how I almost broke my computer because I threw it out of anger
This is legitimately one of the most confusing things I’ve ever had to overcome in my long tv watching career.
You can do it.