Hey so to protect one of my friends I’ve decided to help her out by posting this on my blog instead. Please share this!
"This is Ian Foote. My husband and I met this man at one of my shows at the Rickshaw Theatre in East Vancouver last week and I added him on Facebook that same night because he and his girlfriend seemed nice enough.
WARNING TO WOMEN IN EAST VAN.
This man is a potential rapist who openly admits to having to forcibly stop himself from raping on the daily. Please spread this around, I want everyone in Vancouver to know to stay far away from this man.”
Please please please signal boost the fuck out of this you never know where your followers are. Thank you ♥
What fucking piece of shit.
This is a nightmare. He thinks he’s being clever and cute about his disgusting tendencies. And I’m sure once all of this gets out and the world understands what a monster he is he’ll claim it was all one big joke or social experiment or some shit. Or that he was being sarcastic to prove a point.
so many of my friends are queer that i genuinely forget that the majority of the population isn’t on a regular basis
before u harass non binary teens for their pronouns pls consider the following:
- get a fucking life
More than 4,000 Africans have died from Ebola and the crisis is continuing to escalate, grow and spiral out of control, displacing tens of thousands, killing entire families and instilling fear into the day to day lives of millions of people in West Africa and all white people care about is their fucking chocolate. Fuck Bill Tomson (@BillTomson4 on Twitter), white liberals and Politico (@Politico on Twitter) for this disgusting, racist trash.
White people don’t even think about the conditions of the people who farm the cocoa.
the day i don’t reblog this is the day i am deceased
The English language cannot full capture the depth and complexity of my thoughts, so I’m incorporating emoji into my speech to better express myself
Oh man. Today. TODAY. Something incredible happened. I can’t believe I almost forgot.
I sit down for my Japanese test. I am waiting for the test to be passed out when I glance up and look around the room. Then I see it.
I watch as one of the students ties a Naruto headband onto his head, adjusts it, and prepares for the test.
And that’s how I knew I was going to get an A. Because that was so magical, it had to be a sign. The world is a beautiful and terrifying place.
The Skeleton War is real.