Anonymous asked:
Why do you hate the john green thing? Just curious.
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olivethecreative answered:
because fuck john green
- he’s creepy as fuck. he does this weird thing where he fetishizes nerdy girls and shit. and it’s very fucking creepy to characterize young women when you’re, like, 40. and misogynistic. all the girls in the books are supposed to be these cutesy ass bookworm bitches that are lowkey sexy and probably wanna do shit like ride dick to a white-washed blues song. i’m not with it. and there’s nothing wrong with that, but when you look down on other women, or female-identifying people, you’re a piece of shit.
- all of his characters are pretentious as fuck. what fucking teenager with cancer takes a cigarette out and walks around with it in between his lips without smoking it? like, if you’re going to go through this whole spiel about metaphors and shit, you can cancel that, because you literally just paid for… nevermind. nawl. fuck it.
- all his books seem like a damn (500) days of summer, perks of being a wallflower, twilight ass mashup. anyone can predict what the fuck is going to happen by looking at the damn cover. some whiny ass white boy living in a boring world finds a white girl with the Emma Watson haircut reading a book or some shit and she has something unique about her (i don’t know, something that’s wild ableist and insensitive to write in a book, say, cancer), and he falls in love with her, instantly puttin her on a pedestal. they listen to the smiths and scoff at people who play Migos, call themselves misanthropes, run through the city and eat deli sandwiches in the park, then kiss in an alleyway. somewhere in the book, green will trash the girl (maybe she moves, or she dies, or something), and then the boy moves on with wispy eyes and a hard stare with a cigarette tucked behind his ear that he never lights.
- he’s one of those pseudo-intellectual assholes that thinks that people with a certain kind of smarts are better than those who aren’t seen as conventionally smart (conventionally smart meaning the “white” kind of smart: perfectly enunciated words, coiled up, reading a book while pushing a pair of glasses up their nose, and containing a lot of angst about the world around them because everyone is “devolving into an idiot”)
- plus, he’s just a ugly nerdass and i don’t care for him or any of his damn work to be on my dashboard. go read something better. fuck that christmas lights in your bedroom ass nigga.
"If you could give one piece of advice to a large group of people, what would it be?"
"Stay together."
"Is there someone specific that you wish you’d stayed together with?"
"Yes. My wife. But that was nature’s fault, not mine. And also my son.”
"Who’s fault was that?"
"Mine."
"What happened?"
"Issues surrounding his mother, things like that. But honestly, he’s getting to the age now, that I really think it’s time he reached out."
"Why don’t you reach out?"
"I can’t find him."
"If you could say one thing to him, what would it be?"
"Please."
We need to talk, tumblrists.
It’s true. We removed the offensive John Green post. And we removed editable reblogs because they were too often being used to smear the reputation and well-being of literally hundreds of users. The post in question is not only flagrant, it is also one in a long string of personal attacks against Mr. Green. When he discovered this post had been edited even after implementation of non editable reblogs (an issue we’re working on fixing) he was deeply hurt and fed up with the constant stream of harassment and contacted us thusly. There is no moral question over whether the post should or should not have been removed. It is clearly stated in our Terms of Service that bullying is not permitted under any circumstances. As the factual reality is that it is actually us who perform mouth to genital stimulation upon Mr. Green, it is not by the judgement of any Tumblr user whether or not the post should have been taken down. It is exclusively the decision and job of Tumblr staff to do so.
It’s that simple. The post went against our ToS, we were notified and took it down.
I farted laughing
Everyone’s Abuse Is Valid Except For Mine: a novel by me
Everyone’s Mental Illnesses And Hangups Are Valid Except For Mine: the sequel
We’re not something, but we’re not nothing.
i said this to myself in my head when i was inexcusably drunk one night at a party and saw this guy (of mine?) giving his hands, his heart and his admiration to someone else. i couldn’t be mad because he wasn’t mine, but he also wasn’t hers either (via floricawild)
this is everything
(via se-sso)The Devil is real. And he’s not a little red man with horns and a tail. He can be beautiful. Because he’s a fallen angel, and he used to be God’s favorite
Leah, American Horror Story (via cockkkkkkkk)
