cakeandrevolution:

rettaroo:

fiorinda-chancellor:

setbabiesonfire:

swallowedwholeinnegatives:

What does this mean?

That, my friend, is exactly the question you have to ask.

It means that this is one of the best ways to pile up rocks and not have them fall down for a long time.

#i’m not saying it was architecture #but it was architecture (via life-of-a-fanatic)

omg, it’s almost like 3 separate cultures figured out physics.

cakeandrevolution:

rettaroo:

fiorinda-chancellor:

setbabiesonfire:

swallowedwholeinnegatives:

What does this mean?

That, my friend, is exactly the question you have to ask.

It means that this is one of the best ways to pile up rocks and not have them fall down for a long time.

  (via life-of-a-fanatic)

omg, it’s almost like 3 separate cultures figured out physics.

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nikouture:

By: Mathieu Vladimir Alliard

nikouture:

By: Mathieu Vladimir Alliard

youthxcrew69:

THIS IS A CAT IN A HALLOWEEN COSTUME PLAYING WITH A TINY PUMPKIN THIS IS VERY IMPORTANT

youthxcrew69:

THIS IS A CAT IN A HALLOWEEN COSTUME PLAYING WITH A TINY PUMPKIN THIS IS VERY IMPORTANT

(Source: spybook)

mlp4eternity:

kokoroscan:

hootaloo:

angry speedpainting. my rendition of an “Ursa Major” if it were an actual bear. this wasn’t even well thought out at all (hence it having multiple constellations on it rather than the typical uh.. big dipper), but i don’t really care.

oh my gosh look at it ;u;

FbkstjswuThat’s beautiful.

mlp4eternity:

kokoroscan:

hootaloo:

angry speedpainting. my rendition of an “Ursa Major” if it were an actual bear. this wasn’t even well thought out at all (hence it having multiple constellations on it rather than the typical uh.. big dipper), but i don’t really care.

oh my gosh look at it ;u;

Fbkstjswu
That’s beautiful.

(Source: hootbird)

southernish:

knowhomo:

LGBTQ* Appreciation Post

Vintage Lesbians & Vintage Lady Friendships

There I fixed it.

(Source: cyclopentadiene)

  • poor person: help i need money
  • rich person: why dont you sell your computer
  • poor person: firstly you act as if someone is guaranteed to buy my computer. i can put it on ebay or amazon or craigslist but i'm not guaranteed to get someone who wants it and stores often dont want used shit unless they give me a shitty price for it.
  • poor person: secondly computers have become a necessity rather than a luxury and you're lying to yourself severely if you say that it hasn't considering how virtually everything has to be done online nowadays from paying bills to applying for jobs.
  • poor person: thirdly did you know that selling my computer will not solve all of my problems it will only put about $80 - $250 into my pocket considering it's fucking used its not like i'm going to suddenly gain a steady flow of income upon selling my computer but yeah keep that smug look on your face as if "sell ur computer then" was some ingenious idea that i've never fucking thought of before

sir-hathaway:

anceyleestar:

can we talk about how the tooth fairy corporation enclosed the torn-apart corpse of an employee in their letter????

can we talk about how the tooth fairy corporation has an aquatic team that i wish i knew about when i was growing up

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thesweetandawesomeqinn:

keepmywhiskeyneat:

TRUE STORY
One morning, I was awakened by a knock at the door. I rolled out of bed, threw a blanket over my shoulder because it was cold, and made my way to the front of the house. I opened the door and a very nice lady of some sort of christian denomination handed me a pamphlet and launched in to a well-rehearsed spiel about accepting jesus in to my life when she stopped mid sentence and gave me a peculiar look. I used this pause in her speech to politely decline her offer and wish her a pleasant morning. It wasn’t until I looked at what she handed me that I understood why I stopped her in her tracks and then proceeded to laugh for the next half hour by myself.

It’s back

thesweetandawesomeqinn:

keepmywhiskeyneat:

TRUE STORY

One morning, I was awakened by a knock at the door. I rolled out of bed, threw a blanket over my shoulder because it was cold, and made my way to the front of the house. I opened the door and a very nice lady of some sort of christian denomination handed me a pamphlet and launched in to a well-rehearsed spiel about accepting jesus in to my life when she stopped mid sentence and gave me a peculiar look. I used this pause in her speech to politely decline her offer and wish her a pleasant morning. It wasn’t until I looked at what she handed me that I understood why I stopped her in her tracks and then proceeded to laugh for the next half hour by myself.

It’s back

Suddenly her mom’s silence matched Jackie’s own. “Oh, my God,” she murmured in disbelief. “Are you gay?”

"Yeah," Jackie forced herself to say.

After what felt like an eternity, her mom finally responded. “I don’t know what we could have done for God to have given us a fag as a child,” she said before hanging up.

[…]

She got a call from her older brother. “He said, ‘Mom and Dad don’t want to talk to you, but I’m supposed to tell you what’s going to happen,’” Jackie recalls. “And he’s like, ‘All your cards are going to be shut off, and Mom and Dad want you to take the car and drop it off at this specific location. Your phone’s going to last for this much longer. They don’t want you coming to the house, and you’re not to contact them. You’re not going to get any money from them. Nothing. And if you don’t return the car, they’re going to report it stolen.’ And I’m just bawling. I hung up on him because I couldn’t handle it.” Her brother was so firm, so matter-of-fact, it was as if they already weren’t family.

You should read this Rolling Stones piece on Queer kids getting kicked out by their religious parents. And remember it.  (via fuckyeahdiomedes)

I know this is not what this blog is here for. After reading the full article, though, I felt the need to post this to a wider audience. Get informed, get aware. Thanks.

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