Man I feel really bad for the Tumblr Staff because I bet they aimed for Tumblr to be a cool, suavé, photographic place for artists but in reality it’s made up of hormonal teenagers who obsess over gay fictional characters, and can’t even handle the reblog button turning green to teal
IT IS MINT GREEN
I’VE REBLOGGED THIS TWICE BEFORE REALISING THAT THE STAFF SAID THAT!
Fat bodies don’t get true stories.
When our stories are told, we don’t get full expression, we don’t get full experience; we’re side characters. We’re simple: we’re good or bad, we’re undesired or sexually deviant. We’re an object to be ignored or rejected or mocked, or — if we’re lucky — we’re a funny sidekick. We don’t get to be relatable, because that would be humanizing.
Well, that about does it for me living vicariously through the posts of those people that were actually able to watch the Oscars. Goodnight, yo.
- lupita won an oscar
- ellen is hosting a giant pizza party
- kristen belle brought a burrito to the oscars
- brad pitt is handing out paper plates
- arby’s bought pharrell’s hat on ebay
- everything is beautiful