Apparently, heartbreak really feels like your heart is aching, breaking, getting stomped on, crushed with a 10-wheeler truck, thrown into a vat of toxic waste, and scattered across the universe. Rinse and repeat.
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Apparently, heartbreak really feels like your heart is aching, breaking, getting stomped on, crushed with a 10-wheeler truck, thrown into a vat of toxic waste, and scattered across the universe. Rinse and repeat.
me: gosh i have so much work to do i better get started
my brain: you cannot
me: why
my brain: you are feeling moderately upset, any attempt at productivity is futile
me: i dont see how-
my brain: cannot.
listening to your favorite band with your friend
the desolation of smaug: a summary
listening to a sad song that has a nice beat
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Panic! At The Disco, South Africa 2009
this post hurts
āBut if you forget to reblog Madame Zeroni, you and your family will be cursed for always and eternity.ā
not even risking that shit
scrolled past this, re-evaluated my life, then SCROOOLLLED back up and hit the damn reblog button.Ā
She aināt no games in real life so I take her serious all the time
Anyone with a name that starts with a āZā, ends with an āiā, and isnāt some kind of Italian pasta, IS SERIOUS
Iām not climbing no mountain with a pig on my back, š š½š š¾š šæ Negative.
Merthur AU: Arthur comes back from work a bit later than usual, only to find Merlin already well asleep in bed, the lights still on.
Little Things I Love About Books
1: The feel of the pages when I start a new book.
2: Knowing that there are more stories left to be read.
3: Watching how they build up to become book collections.
4: How their varying sizes can make you feel all kinds of different emotions.
5: How each reader interprets a story differently.
6: How sometimes it seems like an author is talking to you personally.
7: How the loneliest of people can find reprieve in books for even a moment in time.
8: How they can make us feel--cry, laugh, hate, love.
9: How they just take over the hours of lazy afternoons.
10: How the sun can be shining, or rain can be drowning the world, but a book holds your complete focus.
11: How nothing is impossible in a book.
12: Like Redbull, a good book gives you wings (too cheesy?)
13: They make the best impression on guests.
14: Seeing the look of wonder on a young/new reader's face.
15: How they're not limited only to people who can see, hear, or speak--books are universal and welcome everyone to their pages.
16: How battered books are a sign of how much they're loved, rather than unloved.
17: How anything can be used as a bookmark. Us readers, we're creative.
18: How it keeps the loneliness at bay while eating alone.
19: How they're an acceptable drug for the mind.
20: How perfect they look together, even if they're stacked haphazardly.
What little things do you love about books?
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So take a deep breath. You donāt need to have everything figured out yet.
I donāt think you know what this post means to me right now.
ppl who think that saying āI love youā to someone a lot makes it lose itās meaning are so boring literally what could make you think that? if someone tells you they love you like 3 times in an hour it means that 3 separate times they were sitting there and thinking about you and how wonderful you are like. smh. say I love you to everyone that you love as often as possible bc sometimes itās easy to forget that there are people who love you
I just wanted to eat breakfast ;(
welp now we know the distinction between the two
Haveā¦.have peopleā¦not eaten shredded wheat before? The regular sized ones? You put it in a bowl and pour milk on it (with sugar + cinnamon if youāre not some lunatic fiber satan who just wants to eat wheat strings) and let it soak a bit before breaking it up and eating bite sized portions with your spoon. DO PEOPLE NOT KNOW THIS?!
NONE OF US KNEW THAT
WHY WOULD ANYONE WANT TO EAT A FUCKING MOIST BALE OF HAY.
I just laughed hysterically for 5 minutes, what is wrong with me
Shredded Wheat is like a worse version of Weetabix.Ā
Actual Quotes from my Dad (An English Teacher)
Dad: Why the hell did you put a comma there?
Dad: Do you even know what a participial phrase is?
Dad: Omg. He's like my favorite character of all time.
Dad: Who should I dress up as for the movie premier?
Dad: Hey are you awake? I know it's late, but you read Animal Farm, right? Yeah. I need you to read this report. I can't tell if I am just super tired or if this is actual bullshit.
Dad: Alesha wouldn't be able to spell 'definitely' right if wrote it down for her. She would fucking erase it and then write 'defiantly', because she doesn't care. I hate her.
Dad: I need you to bake brownies. I lost a bet.
Dad: Omg. You cannot ship me with Gilcher. You know I don't like tattoos and he's like twenty-five. And for Christ's sake, he teaches math.
Dad: Omg. Gilcher said the funniest thing today.
Dad: Mrs. Ashworth and I have decided to start a band. It'll be called Great Expectations.
Dad: It's like you didn't read the fucking book.
Dad: Okay. So this week you're reading this book I stole from Mrs. Ashworth's. It's like sixty pages long, but you'll love it.
Dad: *puts books on my bed for me to read everyday and demands that I read them*
Dad: My son doesn't like reading. I have not only failed him, but society. You aren't my son. Leave.
Dad: Okay. So you're getting books for Christmas. All of you. I get discounts on them since I'm a teacher, and since I'm a teacher, it's all I can afford, so...
Dad: Fucking standardized testing can go fuck itself in the ass.
Dad: I have to teach for the required testing instead of what they really need to know.
Dad: Fuck the government.
Dad: Fuck the school board.
Dad: Close the door.
Dad: Charles Dickens was so fucking pretentious, and I hate him, but he also caused change, but he's such a Dick. Ha. DICKens.
Dad: I love puns.
Dad: People who say sarcasm is the lowest form of humor are assholes.
Dad: Please shut up.
Dad: Catching Fire was the worst book but the best movie and that feels weird.
Dad: I wouldn't get so mad when you call me at school if you didn't change your ringtones to inappropriate rap music.
Dad: I fucking hate Alesha. She asked what countries were apart of Austria-Hungary today and I almost told her to get out.
Dad: You cannot visit my school in a dress that short. There are boys there.
Dad: Barbra Parks is fucking Queen.
Dad: I need you to make me a good, relaxing playlist for silent reading. I'm too lazy.
Dad: If I have to watch two of my students grind on each other at one more dance, I will kill them both.
Dad: They act like I care what they think.
Dad: I hate homework.
Dad: I have decided to become a politician.
Dad: What's the one book with the guys and the one kills the other and the chick without a name who dies and the short angry man? Mouseman? Oh my fucking gosh. Of Mice and Men. I have failed.
This is more dramatic than the endof lost in translation