The Moon Base
You were red. You liked me cause I was blue. You touched me and suddenly I was a lilac sky and you decided purple just wasn’t for you.

 by hannah davis.

A black man rides a bus restricted to whites only, in Durban. In an act of resistance to South Africa’s apartheid policies, 1986.

Mourning the deaths of the fucks I gave


but how do you convince little kids to wear clever costumes they won’t appreciate?

"mommy can i be batman?"
"no you and your brother are going as van gogh and the starry night painting, it’ll be so hilarious and witty"
"i want to be batman though"
"shhhhh mommy needs more followers on pinterest"

Mourning the deaths of the fucks I gave


*When the acid kicks in when you’re trying to do something really important*


*goes to fistbump mirror but my reflection goes for the high five*