Otake Kokichi / Otake Kazue (deceased)
- Gender: Female
- Sexuality: Lesbian
- DOB: Born 1893
- RIP: Died 1966
- Ethnicity: Japanese
- Occupation: Feminist writer, activist, artist
- Note: She is regarded as a pioneer for queer feminism in Japan
Polycoria, apathological condition of the eye characterized by more than one pupillary opening in the iris.
I never know what haircut I’m getting. I walk into my neighbor’s house and say, “One men’s haircut, please,” and it’s twelve dollars.
Never looks that good, never looks that bad. Men’s Haircut™. Tell all your friends.
posts hank hill would make
Please be nice to me and my okay haircuts.
in case you needed to hear it today:
- it’s okay to use your turn signal when you’re changing lanes
- it’s okay to use your turn signal when you’re taking an exit
- it’s okay to use your turn signal when you plan on turning (can even be done sooner than 2 seconds before you’re about to turn)
- you have a turn signal. in your vehicle. two of them in fact.
- you are so brave and beautiful and smart and can do it. using your turn signal
gummybearattacktheworldofdespair:
literally nothing funnier than a newly born aquatic mammal realizing they’ve been cursed to live in water
Wet beast
what i miss most about being a chocolatier (besides the honor of gayest job title imaginable) is we had these massive bars of chocolate for tempering that were 10lbs and we had to break them into smaller chunks. by using a sledgehammer of course. i LIVED for that shit
all the other people in production HATED busting them especially at the end of the shift but i fucking loved it. give me the hammer. i can be trusted with the hammer. And everyone did in fact trust me with the hammer because again they all thought it was tedious and painful. me? i was having the time of my life. even if i had to pick up the slack for other people i would be annoyed for all of five seconds before the euphoria of getting to smash things set in. and the production areas had windows too so customers often just got to watch me beat the shit out of a massive chocolate bar. with a hammer. like a zoo animal. i was getting paid to do that. every day i miss it.