Also in the original Rudolph story (the 1939 book put out by Montgomery Ward) Rudolph isn’t born among Santa’s reindeer, Rudolph is born among a normal reindeer herd who exclude him because he’s different, but Santa comes and sees that he’s special and that his being different is good and I just feel like that’s a much more appropriate characterization of Santa, than a Santa who’s a shit to people who are different.

Family Game Night

Future Me On Family Game Night: It’s family game night, and you know what that means!
Future children: Oh boy! It means we’re going to play Class Struggle the game, which teaches the virtues of Marxism in a fun and easy to understand way!
Future me: Class Struggle is never fun, children. It is serious business and you should write this failure down in your self criticism journals.

brightestandbest:

thepeacockangel:

I mean the idea of playing the suffering god appeals to both my egotism and my masochism

I repeat, get over here. And I’ll flay you and crucify you and crown you with thorns… Nazarene.

I’ll be sure to bring my tiara, oh dearest devil.

I mean the idea of playing the suffering god appeals to both my egotism and my masochism

When someone is like “Antiquated dictionary definitions are more valid than common usage” I’m like “Tôsprecan Englisc”

#goth #gothic #providenceri #providence (at The Scurvy Dog)

full-service-shark-worker:

Shout out to all the sex workers paying their rent
Shout out to the sex workers who bought a full trolley of food this week
Shout out to the sex workers that made enough to pay their phone bill
Shout out to the sex workers going to work cause they’re broke
To the sex workers who don’t have savings
To the sex workers who still buy shit on sale
To the sex workers who just making it day to day

You are valid and successful and beautiful and worth the world. The figure in your bank account doesn’t define you. You are not alone and you are loved.