I'm Darcell.

It is pronounced kind of like the battery company.


I'm 22.

I like to write things.

zardmaster:

(likes boys but isn’t happy about it)

And what’s most importantly, is that I ain’t gotta fuck with Ray Ray broke ass no mo’.

Someone told me that I look like Stitch the alien.

Someone told me that I look like Stitch the alien.

'Twas the Day After Drinking in a College Town

I found this thing that I wrote 2 years ago when my weekends reeked of non flavored Burnett’s and questionable decisions.

I miss it. 

'Twas the day after drinking and all through the town

Not a student could stir, ‘cause we’re passed out face down.

All the garbage cans were laid by our beds with care,

To anticipate the puke that would soon be there.

Some students woke up in random beds,

While regrets from last night danced in their heads.

Roommates crawl to the couch, some bruised and some sore,

To swap each other stories of the night before.

You try to order food, but don’t get very far

Once you realize that last night you left your card at the bar.

You search the medicine cabinet for pain relieving pills,

While saying a prayer that the Brita pitcher’s filled.

We drank so much Burnett’s we don’t know how we’re not dead,

But we might rather be than feel the pounding in our heads.

We lie to say ourselves saying, “We’re never drinking again,”

But we know damn well this is happening next weekend.

Boys are actually bat shit crazy in the Summer. What is wrong with all of you? Are you okay? Maybe you should drink some water.

politicalsexkitten:

yukaryote:

Why Guys Like Asian Girls - Anna Akana

Everyone needs to watch this video. Now.

100% on point especially about men thinking that having “yellow fever” is a compliment and we’re supposed to be flattered by it. It’s the #1 way to parade around your blatant racism.

(via internetexplorers)

I lost my wristlet and ID this night, but at least I got a solid selfie out of it, so I came out on top.

I lost my wristlet and ID this night, but at least I got a solid selfie out of it, so I came out on top.

Anonymous asked: Towards the whole "pronouns hurt people's feelings" topic. Am I REALLY the only person on the planet that thinks people are becoming far to sensative? Nearly to the point that they shouldn't leave their little home bubbles in the case that a bird chirps next to them in a way that sounds like a mean word. Maybe, JUST MAYBE, we're becoming a little TOO coddling and people need to learn to deal with simplistic shit like words. And yes, I've been insulted and made fun of. I got over it. So can you.

theremina:

thefrogman:

Supposedly invented by the Chinese, there is an ancient form of torture that is nothing more than cold, tiny drops falling upon a person’s forehead. 

On its own, a single drop is nothing. It falls upon the brow making a tiny splash. It doesn’t hurt. No real harm comes from it. 

In multitudes, the drops are still fairly harmless. Other than a damp forehead, there really is no cause for concern. 

The key to the torture is being restrained. You cannot move. You must feel each drop. You have lost all control over stopping these drops of water from splashing on your forehead. 

It still doesn’t seem like that big of a deal. But person after person, time and time again—would completely unravel psychologically. They all had a breaking point where each drop turned into a horror. Building and building until all sense of sanity was completely lost. 

"It was just a joke, quite being so sensitive."

"They used the wrong pronoun, big deal."

"So your parents don’t understand, it could be worse."

Day after day. Drop after drop. It builds up. A single instance on its own is no big deal. A few drops, not a problem. But when you are restrained, when you cannot escape the drops, when it is unending—these drops can be agony. 

People aren’t sensitive because they can’t take a joke. Because they can’t take being misgendered one time. Because they lack a thick skin. 

People are sensitive because the drops are unending and they have no escape from them. 

You are only seeing the tiny, harmless, single drop hitting these so-called “sensitive” people. You are failing to see the thousands of drops endured before that. You are failing to see the restraints that make them inescapable.

If you have trouble understanding why marginalized folks “are so freakin’ sensitive” about small mistakes or oversights, please read this.