I am literally both of them at the same time
set of nostalgia drawings by gabriel picolo. i don’t think i have enough space on my tumblr for all his works that i’d like to post.
these are incredible
The person older white guy is an in-law, so I’m stuck with him
The younger white guy was specifically white arm candy. He’s my token white friend. I needed to parade him around to show everyone I’m not a reverse racist. He’s from small town Kansas. I needed someone who was that much of a stereotypical white American
I love white people. I have one white friend and like a few white in-laws. Sure they dance weird at family parties and can’t handle spicy food, but I accept them
I’m so hurt you think I don’t like mayo
Now how about we swap him out with a black guy? The fact that you need to “parade him around” to prove that you’re not a racist is some pretty good evidence that you’re a fucking racist.
I’ve been treated as “the token black friend” from time to time throughout my life. People like you are fucking scum,
The point: you’ve missed it.
Not paying bills
My hair stylist doesn’t know who Robyn is.
Is Robyn a gay thing? Is she seriously not an everyone thing? My whole (apparently incredibly gay) world is being rocked right now.
"you know… call your girlfriend? dancing on my own? 1997’s show me love? … are you for fucking real right now?"