darthclarke:

Fuckin made my night.

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i have a paper that i completely forgot about that’s due in five and a half hours.

what kind of horrible idea was it to make a paper due ONLINE at 8 o’clock in the morning? it would make more sense if the actual class was at 8, but it’s not until 11, so like what?

shesarunnerrebel:

I am so impressed.

shesarunnerrebel:

I am so impressed.

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paper-trains:

the-dark-side-of-the-room:

noobpoleon:



synnesai:



haphy:



that issome top notch negative space amiriteTHE FLOW OF EVERYTHINGHUMANS ARE SO BEAUTIFUL SOBS 



god this is just so pleasing to look at 
that back curve 
their face profiles
their everything god



Wow wow wow



You know how there are movies, and then there’s cinema?
Yeah well, there are pics… and then there are photographs.

DAT NEGATIVE SPACE THO

paper-trains:

the-dark-side-of-the-room:

noobpoleon:

synnesai:

haphy:

that is
some top notch negative space amirite
THE FLOW OF EVERYTHING
HUMANS ARE SO BEAUTIFUL SOBS 

god this is just so pleasing to look at 

that back curve 

their face profiles

their everything god

Wow wow wow

You know how there are movies, and then there’s cinema?

Yeah well, there are pics… and then there are photographs.

DAT NEGATIVE SPACE THO

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“Telling a young girl she can’t wear what she wants because it’s not appropriate encourages the idea that men’s reactions should dictate society’s norms, and that all women are meta-Eves, tempting and ensnaring men with our sultry-eyed gaze. My parents’ culture is steeped in patriarchy, in the philosophy of the one-step machismo machine, where there is just one kind of man, and two kinds of women: the angel and the whore. These limited ideas of masculinity breed men who want ownership of women.”

— Fariha Roison (via saxilyyours)

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politicsprepandpearls:

Feminist: a person who supports feminism.

Feminism: the advocacy of women’s rights on the grounds of political, social, and economic equality to men.

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my dad said he didn’t want anything to do with me anymore
because he already paid off his child support.
It made me wonder if when I pay off my student loans,
my degree will have no longer have value either.

I have to get my tonsils removed.
I know I’ve talked circles about the one who walked away
but I feel like he is a piece of me that I don’t really need,
that causes me so much pain and for some reason I put off removing.
apparently the surgery is worse on adults,
apparently the recovery process is hell
but my doctor says I’ll live a better life
if I just face the facts and do it.
my mother said I cried when I lost my first tooth,
I didn’t understand that I didn’t need it anymore.
I never wanted to lose my innocence,
I never wanted to remove the pieces of my body
that my mother grew for me,
I never wanted to say goodbye
to someone that made me feel whole
or to bury the pieces of him that I had
when he left me feeling broken.

my brother told me that everybody has to die
as he looked at his garden.
he said we are orcas
I laughed until he got quiet
and said we are orcas because he knows that
his daughter will have always have a family
long after he’s gone.
they say an entire orca pod stays together for life,
they say each pod has it’s own dialect and language.
they say orcas have a larger part of their brain
for emotions than humans,
that the mother will sometimes carry
her deceased child in their mouth for a week before letting them go.
my brother is 31 and instead of thinking
about the flowers on his daughter’s wedding day,
he thinks of what flowers he wants next to his casket.
I don’t want to admit this,
I don’t want to think about this
but I can’t ignore it either.

If I could stand in your driveway
with my tears in a jar and my happiness in another
I swear to God I’d hand you every smile I had left in me,
I swear to God I’d give you every laugh for the rest of my life.
even when we hit our funny bone,
we wince while everyone else laughs.
I’d slam myself into the corner of every table
just to see you smile.

I’ve spent too many nights
trying to write poems to the wounded,
hoping my words can heal someone.
you say that it’s too hard to watch me self-destruct.
tonight I wonder if I should have written those poems to myself.
but my life is an open book, you see
life hurts and life isn’t fair
but I can’t pretend sadness isn’t bittersweet
when you of all people know
that even the caterpillars weep when their friend
becomes a butterfly before they are ready
to say goodbye.

— you are my friend until the end and if your wings forget how to fly,
you can have mine. I love you. //d.a.h  (via whisperingbones)

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missmurrka:

candybeatz:

missmurrka:

ever wish u could just

What jerk made this

it was me 
expressing my personal feelings about my body
i’ll make sure not to do that next time

missmurrka:

candybeatz:

missmurrka:

ever wish u could just

What jerk made this

it was me 

expressing my personal feelings about my body

i’ll make sure not to do that next time

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You know, funny story: There’s this craft store called Michaels. Look, my sister knits, and she goes to Michaels. So my sister called me and she’s like, “Oh my god, I’m at Michaels, picking up yarn. You have a poster at Michaels.” I’m like, “What?” She’s like, “There’s a poster, there’s a Falcon poster at Michaels.” I’m like, “Holy s**t!” She’s like, “I’m gonna come and pick you up, and we’re gonna see your poster in this store.” So she picks me up and we go to Michaels.

We go in, and I see the poster and I’m like, “Oh, this is….” She’s like, “I know, I know.” I said, “I’m gonna sign these posters.” I was like, “That would be amazing, you buy a poster and it’s like, actually signed by the Falcon.” Like, it would blow my mind. So I go to the front, I buy a Sharpie, I run back to the back of the store. And she’s like, “I’m gonna take a picture of you signing it.”

I’m in this store and I’m signing all the posters. The manager comes out, he’s like, “Hey, whatcha doing?” I was like, “Oh man, I’m signing these posters so when people buy ‘em, they’re signed.” He’s like, “Well, people are not gonna buy ‘em if they’re signed.” And I was like, “No, no, no, it’s cool. I’m pretty sure there won’t be a problem.” And he goes, “Yeah, but it is gonna be a problem, you’re messin’ up my inventory.” And I’m like, “No, my man, trust me. I mean, I’m the Falcon, that’s me!” And he goes, “Yeah, right. You’re gonna buy those posters.” I said, “What?” He’s like, “You’re gonna buy all those posters or I’m gonna call the police.”

He rolls up all the posters and goes to the front of the store. And I had to buy like 60 Falcon posters that I signed in Michaels.

— Anthony Mackie getting in trouble for signing his posters at a Micheals  (x)

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heidi8:

pierogi-jarskie:

smithsonian:

Protip: This is a really bad question to ask when visiting the National Mall. We have 8 buildings surrounding the Mall, and a total of 19 museums, 9 research centers and the National Zoo. A S.H.I.E.L.D agent should know better! 

(We think she means the Smithsonian’s National Museum of Natural History in this case.)  

I love that this is on the Smithsonian’s tumblr

Whoever does social media for the Smithsonian is awesome. 

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premiium:

carry-on-my-wayward-butt:

walkingmyhellhound:

If I’ve learned anything from video games, it is that when you meet enemies, it means that you’re going in the right direction.

that’s really inspiring

holy fucking shit

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euclase:

rockchester:

Sorry, I’m still stuck on that Gordon Ramsay as the Potions Master post.

"We’re going to use fresh, vibrant dragon toenails, locally grown and sustainable."

"You don’t add eye of newt to a room temperature cauldron, you ignorant shit."

"It’s fucking raw!"

This would go great with Bobby Singer, Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher.

"Here, let me look it up in my How to Sweet-Talk Ukrainian Dragons manual. Oh, wait. No one ever wrote one."

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super-who-locked-in:

merlinsassbutt:

dxisybuchanan:

megamanectric:

balconyscene:

these-fading-scars:

I don’t understand because wasn’t Olaf’s actions of lighting the fire, almost melting and then trying to save her and act of true love and shouldnt that have unfrozen her heart?

oh shit

for real i was watching and i was really upset that they did this scene but still needed love to be romantic??

but also them carrying her all the way back to the castle to get her there couldn’t that count as an act of love too??

It’s because the act of love had to be by Anna, not for her.

image

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