I’m Stupid Please Come Kiss Me

Okay, here's my idea:

The British should put a time limit on the Monarchy.

Not like declaring a republic tomorrow, but deciding on a date in the future that ends the British Monarchy.

And there's a perfect date for it coming up!

October 14th, 2066.

A thousand years since the Battle of Hastings. A thousand years of this one specific bloodline ruling England.

Call time on the Monarchy after exactly one thousand years. Nice, and neat.

Even better: Charles isn't living 44 years. He'll be gone in about twenty. Now William? He's what, 40? Yeah, he can live another 44 years. His great grandmother was over a hundred, his granny was 96, William can make it to 84 barring accident or assassination.

So on October 14th 2066, William the Last steps down a thousand years after William the First won the crown.

Nice, neat, and fair. William gets the crown he's been waiting forty years for already, but ten-year-old George grows up without expectation of it.

Have a nice big abdication ceremony, even.

saying your names, richard siken

Christian Boomer comics at Christmas: mean-spirited, a downer, whiny, “yelled about red Starbucks cups” energy

Jewish Boomer comics at Christmas: DELIGHTFUL

Reblog if you think it’s okay to platonically say “I Love You” to your friends

I really love my boyfriend!

He just looked at me and started smiling, so I asked him what he's smiling about and he said "you're just so cute. I love you so much. I love you more than I love communism!" I'm melting.

I want to tell you how much you mean to me. I want to show you what I wrote about you. But I'm so afraid. Afraid of what you'll think. Afraid that you won't understand. Because I couldn't even be mad, I barely understand it myself. But I wish I could let you know, but I'm way too afraid of losing you.

reblog to give somebody a fucking hug because we are all struggling to get through it. solidarity in this tough ass world.

Look, there are some people you’re just always going to be a little bit in love with. Your high school sweet heart, your college sweet heart, albert camus, the first significant other you live with. Just accept that it’s normal and move on.

We're here! We're Queer! We want to go back to bed!