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l'esprit de l'escalier or esprit d'escalier (staircase wit) is thinking of a clever comeback when it is too late. the phrase can be used to describe a riposte to an insult or any witty remark that comes to mind too late to be useful—after one has left the scene of the encounter. the phenomenon is usually accompanied by a feeling of regret at not having thought of it when it was most needed or suitable.
it’s been a long semester

it’s been a long semester

8 months ago
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apracticalman:

I’m just saying, the next Star Trek movie needs to be a 3 hour epic space-opera adaptation of The Trouble With Tribbles

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1 year ago
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primadonna-blaine:

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asapmona:

rhydonmyhardon:

let us have a moment of silence for those who unknowingly dated and broke up with a future celebrity

my math teacher dated Ryan Gosling in highschool.

my neighbor dated bill nye the science guy

well my godmother dated david tennant when they were 16

my friend’s teacher’s first kiss was benedict cumberbatch

i’m so sorry

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1 year ago
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aloverthatsighs:

This body of work is an exploration of the extent of cultural appropriation and encourages a discussion about it. I give the appropriator and the appropriated the opportunity to defend themselves and create a dialogue between them, while maintaining a neutral stance myself. I am not attacking those who appropriate, merely educating and creating awareness. I’m also exploring appropriation myself, and discovering the carying degrees of it within this visual conversation.

I’d like to make this a long term exploration, with a lot more participants as a form of generation-wide debate. If you’d like to be photographed to add your point of view, please do not hesitate to pop me a message here or an email at sanaahamid@yahoo.com and we could work something out!

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1 year ago
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roachpatrol:

Last night I dreamed I was deep-sea diving to the ocean floor, and as we descended my scuba diving instructor said ‘Now we’re passing through the Friend Zone’ and I was like ‘Oh hell no, there is no way there’s a layer of the ocean called the fucking Friend Zone’ and the instructor just looked at me sadly and said ‘Marine biologists are very bitter people.’

This made perfect sense. 

1 year ago
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fafafixit:

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things were never the same for gene after that

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1 year ago
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pegthepatriarchy:

Eat that pussy and be grateful. There’s starving nice guys in fedoras who don’t have any.

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1 year ago
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