forgottenanimation:

theabcsofjustice:

Slamming your card down as hard as possible clearly makes it work better. You also have to make that face when you do it.

that’s the face of someone who would be trying to get that thing to read the card correctly and display the monster, but it’s not doing it and he’s tried to put the card down like, 10 times

forgottenanimation:

theabcsofjustice:

Slamming your card down as hard as possible clearly makes it work better. You also have to make that face when you do it.

that’s the face of someone who would be trying to get that thing to read the card correctly and display the monster, but it’s not doing it and he’s tried to put the card down like, 10 times

(via kegelgod)

Anonymous asked:

whats up with you and these posts about crushes and dating? You sound really whiny. Something going on? You sound like wimp.

black-dude-that-likes-racecars:

idk grey face with sunglasses I think that’s an interesting question

I think I’m experiencing  something I like to call, “Romantic frustration”, and much like feminism I’m on the third wave of it.

long story short, it’s when I suddenly become self aware of my relationship status and just get REALLY fucking irritated at the fact that certain coincidences keep happening when  it comes with my love life.

Last time, every girl I was interested was dating some dudebro, or turned gay……hardcore gay. Or came out years later saying “I had the hugest crush, I just never said anything.” and if someone liked me it was that either they were a dude (no offense to any of my gay followers or friends I love you to death, and I don’t turn into a homophobe if you like me. It just will never happen), or just batshit (no offense to my ACTUAL mental illness friends or followers. I’ve been around that shit all my life in some form or fashion). And not like  “i have XYZ disorder”, I mean these people were just….crazy.

during that time I was a fedora  and a white knight in the making. I was ALLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL kinds of fucked up. THank Goodness I saw the light before I turned into an MRA leading, mountain dew drinking neckebeard fedora. :P

Now this time I’m just stuck. All the girls I’m into are in states FAR AWAY from me. The one girl I really wanted to date had a bf, and when they broke up, she high tailed it to the other side of the state, and I never talked to her because she’s ALWAYS WORKING.




then there’s this other girl I would like to date.Loves racing, cars, hip hop, kinda funny…you know shit i’m into.Oh yeah, she lives in like…faraway state,USA

Then there ‘s a girl I met just recently ,on here…this hole we call “tumblr”, she’s cool as shit, she thinks she’s ugly but she anything but. Has a ton of stuff in common, and I’m like “you know…..this might be the first actual crush I’ve had since that Niave ass chick that I considered a “friend” lead me on for several years”…..OH WAIT YOU LIVE IN THE MIDWEST….YOU MIGHT AS WELL BE IN NARNIA IF THAT IS THE CASE.  So comes the self realization that there’s 0 point of going after the smoking hot anime/mark/ kinkster with a great sense of humor.

did I mention these girls are from tumblr? Like Fuck this site for introducing you to people who are the shit but dont live close to you.

"well why don’t you just find something close to you you dumbfuck"

- don’t you talk to me like that.

You think living 20 minutes away from a university where Michael Phelps  decided to party up and rip a bong should be easy pickings for a black muh fucker like me.

it is…. I GET BORED TOO FUCKING QUICK.  Like as soon as I get them all intersted and shit, my interest is gone. I lose interest quicker than a Ford RS2000 going 0-60.


The one girl I do want to AT LEAST take on a date that lives in my town has so many walls from the bitch niggas she’s dated .she’s told me about some of these niggas…. if there was a basic hall of fame, about half of them would be on the first ballot.  like…. the amount of walls i got to go through, on top of the flip flop of “omg I want to date” and “I prefer it this way” makes go “I’m down for it…but idk if this shit is even worth it”


so let’s look at this pattern this time
1. If they have similar interests as mine and are cool as fuck. They don’t live near me

2. The girls that live close to me can’t keep my interest long enough

3. If I do find someone, they tend to be an  wall that’s not worth penetrating .


 b tw, when i want to take a person on a date, I’m not crushing. I just want to see were shit goes.

I haven’t had a crush in a long time….until like a couple of days ago

Disclaimer: Yes that shit DOES infact make me sound like a wimp. Thanks for realizing that because my horrible sense of humor is so bad that my jokes making fun of my frustration actually comes off as bitching

the greatest thing I’ve ever wrote.

black-dude-that-likes-racecars:

I remember I used this pick up line using Ruh Welt porsches to this person one time….

Like it was so accurate and shit  about how I was feeling, and at the same time was funny… (because who da fuq uses pickup lines for serious).

But like now I think about that I was soooooooooooooooo serious about what I said in it. And I hope that it’s stuck in that person’s head and they be like “let me hit up this dude one day for a date” XD


Like I’m such a lame but i’m a funny and adorable because I’m lame. So I guess that works?






Idk what I’m talking about now. Macro Econ is getting boring.

…..why am I reblogging this again?

ESSAY WARS 2K14

black-dude-that-likes-racecars:

current update:

  • getting my ass kicked. If I can finish this essay by 4 am, this will be the biggest miracle next to when Wendy’s brought the pretzel Burger back….
    • or  when i found that $20 on the side of the road #PraiseAllah

      • or when the bullet point changed to a square #TYBG
        • …fuck it’s still a square

ok. back to the Essay

I thought I revisit this….


I was pretty sure I lost my damn mind that week.