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#66 Chicken Time BOMB!! Shows you all how to spend an OTO in this epic Jam Line dance. PART 1

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omg i ship tiny roman and tiny cowboy

UM

EXCUSE YOU

THOSE ARE JEDIDIAH AND OCTAVIUS

AND THEY ARE THE BROTP OF BROTPS

GET YOUR SHIT STRAIGHT

Fun fact: The actor that played Octavius played him as though he had unrequited love for Jedidiah.

Unrequited, my arse. 

I think what you’ve all failed to realize is that the cowboy is saying a line from Brokeback Mountain

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ONE OF THESE IS A FAKE TATTOO, THE OTHER IS REAL

I don’t want to be a feminist anymore. Like a five-year-old, I want to close my eyes, stick my fingers in my ears, stomp my feet on the floor and scream “No! No, you cannot make me, I won’t, leave me alone!” I am, simply put, too tired. So very, very tired.

I am tired of fighting with my friends. I am tired of arguing that someone groping and slapping my butt isn’t “what I have to expect”, just because I’m at a bar, and the one attacking my butt has a drink in the other hand. I am tired of hearing “boys will be boys” and “when you’re dressed like that …” and “that’s just what guys do”. I am tired of trying to drown those sentiments in loud, repetitive no’s, screamed over and over again, till my throat is sore and my voice weak – just to hear them repeated, as soon as exhaustion threatens to silence me.

I am tired of being afraid. I am tired of seeing someone writing something offensive, sexist, racist, ageist, ableist, somewhere online. I am tired of seeing those writings getting likes and lol’s, and SO TRUE’s. I am tired of being consumed by confusion and anger, typing, typing, typing and typing a seemingly endless response, including research, links and statistics, and then hesitate clicking “submit”. I am tired of knowing that I hesitate because I am afraid of the flood of responses that will come. I am tired of knowing that I will be bombarded with lighten up’s, stop whining’s and get a sense of humor’s for so long, that I will start to wonder if I am indeed wound up too tight, a nagger and humorless. I am tired of the fact that I’m afraid of being called a cunt, even though I don’t find genitalia insulting or demeaning.

”

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