iaiamothrafhtagn:
shark-kiss:
defenestratrix:
birdrhetorics:
my great-grandfather had to leave italy in the 20′s because he hit a fascist with a tuba, so if you think I am going to take this sitting down you are going to have to catch these hands and also this tuba
When my grandmother got married in the Philippines during WWII, she had to do so under her sister’s name. She couldn’t use her own because she was wanted by the occupying Japanese forces for slapping a soldier off a dock when he assaulted her friend. So if you think I’m not going to backhand some pussy-grabbing fascist then meet me on the fucking dock.
My family no longer has a crest because records of my great grandfather’s existence was burned because he knee’d one of Franco’s guards in the dick repeatedly after the bombing of Guernica, where his wife’s family was from. I will knee every fascist I meet in the respective genitalia.
the holy trinity.