1º/abril/2018

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[teenagerposts]

the fray: where did i go wrong….. i lost a friend…..  somewhere along in the bitterness….. and i would have stayed up with you all night……  had i known how to save a life……

12 year old me:

[altonzm-deactivated20170213]

french recipes: if you’re not making this in paris then what’s the point. fuck you

italian recipes: use the left leg meat of a pig from one of three farms in this specific area of tuscany, or from this day my grandmother will begin manifesting physically in your house

[thirdtimecharmed]

american recipes: buy these three cans of stuff and put them in a pan congrats you cooked

[svynakee]

chinese recipes, as handed down from mother to child: season it with a pinch of this and some of that. you want to know the exact amount? feel it in your heart. ask the stars. yell into the void. 

[orriculum]

English recipes: boil and salt it. Okay that’s it enjoy

[digitalfare]

Greek recipes: You followed all the right steps but this isn’t quite right. I don’t know what to tell you.

[jamesandlilys]

Australia recipes: chuck it on the barbie

[monsterhighalumni]

Latinx recipes: you will never make it better than your abuela, face the facts

[wereyoulookingforsomething-deac]

Armenian recipes: spend eight days laboring over the stove. the food will be flavorful with the sacrifice of your sanity. no one will appreciate it.

[moldychesee]

Canadian recipes: It either needs more bacon, more maple syrup, more gravy, or an unholy combination of the three

[dixon-arrows-deactivated2018052]

Polish recipes: you have to toUCH THE DOUGH, FEEL THE PIEROGI IN YOUR HEART, TOUCH IT. LICK IT. SMELL IT.

[beckyhop]

Every time I see this post, I learn more about how different countries’ cuisines AND neuroses.

[visionssofgideon]

Indian recipes: there are 500 cuisines and that means 500 versions of this dish that has 500 spices so gl 

[onceuponamirror]

ashki jewish recipes: no, no. no. more onion. 

[jumpingjacktrash]

internet recipes: here is a heartwarming story about my baby sister’s third birthday that i completely made up, and a copypaste from alton brown.

[piedude]

Irish recipes:

[lovingrot]

if i were dating you. well, heh. let’s just say horses wouldn’t be called ‘horses’ anymore.

hey what the fuck does this mean

[lovingrot]

im shaking what does this mean

[justakandigirl-deactivated20210]

[bff2sweet]

do u ever get like water hungry…

[post-punk-princess-deactivated2]

Thirsty?

[bff2sweet]

water hungry

[excitementshewrote]

[saddestbpd]

someone I dislike: *likes something that I like*

Me: great, now, it’s ruined

[flowerfluff-deactivated20171111]

[ghostsfacer]

what if people got a new name every birthday

what if the name represented how old you were, like every 11 year old was named Josh

“I had my first kiss when I was Greg”

[ghostsfacer]

this wasn’t supposed to get notes

[anxiousblackho]

[demilypyro]

It’s 2018 and I still have no clue how CDs work. It’s a shiny disc, how do they get data on that, let alone that much?? Magic

[topographicocean]

Like a vinyl disc, where a physical groove is marked into the vinyl, a laser marks the ink of a CD in a similar manner. A laser (your disc drive) can then look at the pattern in the ink and understand it.

[demilypyro]

There’s no grooves on a CD tho???

[rave-lord-nito]

They’re just really tiny, hence the laser. The smaller grooves means that more info can fit on a disc of the same size.

[demilypyro]

Man how the fuck did they figure out how to make that

[jungwildeandfree]

“man i know how records work. but what if–and hear me out, greg!–what if. instead of being the size of a record, it was really, really, fucking tiny.” 

[woshibai]

“Horse farm“ by Woshibai

[mi5kle]

[elaxisfae]

I’m laughing so hard cause this is deadass what bees do 😂

[justflowerslove]

Save them

[laurabonillag]

Que diferentes se ven las personas cuando ya no te importan.

[animals-lovers]

(Source)

[vodka-con-amor-deactivated20221]

Que vacío tan fuerte cuando dejas de hablar o verte con alguien que querías mucho.

(via no-se-lo-digas-a-nadie)

[buscando-letras]

Y pase lo que pase yo no puedo volver a ti, aunque te extrañe y piense en ti el resto de mis días, no serás, el “tú y yo” ya no existe mas en este lugar; jamás cumpliremos nuestros sueños ni le enseñaremos a nuestra hija a jugar porque ahora es mi turno de avanzar, de continuar de tratar de superar el daño que nos hicimos y dar oportunidad a alguien más, aunque ya sepas que el resto de mis días seguiré siendo eternamente tuya pero en otro lugar, en otras sábanas y en otra vida, sin ti.

Brenda Ramírez.