Cute boy hiding in bathroom u v u
Okay, so there’s this app called “Couple” in the app store. ((I think it may have been called “Pair” as well, but I’ve got the AT&T version.)) Let me tell you about this cute little motherfucking app.
Okay, so you have this icon
Not all that impressive, but still cute nonetheless.
Then you open it up, get yourself and your adorable-as-fuck significant other registered with an email and password. You get “paired” and have this little facebook chat sort of thing that only the two of you are able to see.
Oh, hey, and what’s this little thing?
Yeah. There’s this button you can press to gently tell your S.O. that they’re on your mind without having to say much more. How fucking cute is that?
Alright, so you’ve got a wall you two can share. Now there are other little features too such as a place you can draw on the same screen damn near to real-time.
And then you can take that shitty little drawing you created together and post it up on that wall so neither of you will forget how crappy phone screens are to draw with, but damn if that isn’t cute.
Lastly, you have the thumb kiss. Now this feature is unique because no matter where you are in the world, you can use this app and know that you’re both doing the same stupid thing and giggling like an idiot all the while. With a thumb kiss, you press your finger to the screen and your S.O.’s will show up once they do the same.
Then once they get close and/or touching, the screen changes a little
And after a second of touching, the screen turns red and vibrates to signify your “kiss.”
And if that’s not the cutest shit that a dumb little app on your probably-a-piece-of-crap-phone can offer, then you need to get out of my face and go try this app because it’s totally free and will have you smiling for a week.
i want this app for my dog
the purge is scary because its a time frame in which you could be the target for random, unimpeded & unpunished cruelty just for being in the wrong place + wrong time and youll be blamed for not being adequately prepared & alert
if youre black and/or queer and/or trans this is also known as “every waking moment”
A silent protest in Love Park, downtown Philadelphia orchestrated by performance artists protesting the murder of Michael Brown in Ferguson. The onslaught of passerby’s wanting to take photos with the LOVE statue exemplifies the disconnect in American society. Simply frame out the dead body, and it doesn’t exist. In this event, artist activists staged a scene where Kieth A. Wallace, an Actor, pretended to be dead for an hour in front of the statue while others took turns holding a sign with “Call Us By Our Names” written on it.
To see more photos from this performance, check out #CallUsByOurNames on Facebook.
I am not a journalist, I am merely a friend of the artists involved. I was not at this event.
As the photos show, the social experiment and silent protest highlighted the peoples reaction in the foreground of the photo. In this context the people become the performance art, and the faux dead body becomes a backdrop. As an artist, I don’t want to give you my interpretation of the art of these photos. They should speak for themselves. But I did talk to Lee Edward Colston II, an actor, who was involved in the event.
Here are some of his observations of the social interactions he witnessed:
I don’t know who any of these folks are.
They were tourists I presume.
But I heard most of what everything they said. A few lines in particular stood out. There’s one guy not featured in the photos. His friends were trying to get him to join the picture but he couldn’t take his eyes off the body.
"Something about this doesn’t feel right. I’m going to sit this one out, guys." "Com’on man… he’s already dead."
There were a billion little quips I heard today. Some broke my heart. Some restored my faith in humanity. There was an older white couple who wanted to take a picture under the statue.
The older gentleman: “Why do they have to always have to shove their politics down our throats.” Older woman: “They’re black kids, honey. They don’t have anything better to do.”
One woman even stepped over the body to get her picture. But as luck would have it the wind blew the caution tape and it got tangle around her foot. She had to stop and take the tape off. She still took her photo.
There was a guy who yelled at us… “We need more dead like them. Yay for the white man!”
"One young guy just cried and then gave me a hug and said ‘thank you. It’s nice to know SOMEBODY sees me.’
Everyone once and a while I see people trying to make Beyblades into an ironic meme but c’mon guys can’t we just leave well enough alone? Is there nothing from the mid-2000s that won’t be brought back from the dead? Let Beyblades rest in peace. Please, Let it RIP.
My sister asked me to draw Quill for her.
Stick-Gods ~ Feeding Habits
I wish someone had a crush on me.
fox and rabbit
BREAKING: DISNEYLAND NO LONGER HAPPIEST PLACE ON EARTH
The Caretaker - An Empty Bliss Beyond This World
I finally did it. I found a contemporary album that compiles all of the old sounds I adore and brings them together into a dream like album that brings up feelings of nostalgia for a place that never existed.