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@clintbarton-humandisaster
at least theyāre stuck together.Ā
so I got into grad school today with my shitty 2.8 gpa and the moral of the story is reblog those good luck posts for the love of god
okay so i just got my dream job??? a week after applying to it?? and now iām thinkingā¦.maybe this is the good luck post
I didnāt listen to the parental advisory warning on American Idiot and now Iām gay and I hate the government
Depression: No do thing. Tired.
Me: Okay well. Maybe if I go to sleep super duper early, Iāll get a decent amount of sleep.
Insomnia: You Fool. You absolute goddamn idiot
Insomnia: You Are Awake.
Me: Okay well. Maybe now I can get some stuff done.
Depression: You fool. You absolute goddamn idiot
Brƶther?
you call it āreally bad at dartsā, I call it freestyle acupuncture
Sir Iām going to have to ask you to leave the bar
āMr Darcy is not a romantic hero. Heās a socially inept nerd,ā I say into the mic.
The crowd boos. I begin to walk off the stage in shame, when a voice commands silence from the room.
āSheās right.ā I look to the owner of the voice. There in the 5th row stands: Elizabeth Bennet herself.
Had so much fun designing this series of mermaid paintings based off of Indian saris! More art here: www.instagram.com/kelseyeng32
Also I am looking for illustration work - editiorial, YA, etc if anyone knows of anything :)Ā
Keep reading
I hate when youāre like āwow nothing is exciting anymoreā and someone pipes up like āitās called growing upā actually deborah, itās called major depressive disorder but thanks for your input
my summer look is tits out and tears in my eyes
This right here is the realest shit Iāve ever read
Tbh
Not all lesbians are thin white girls who wear Calvin Klein underwear and go camping every weekend. Lesbians are brown girls in salwar kameezes and bindis and black girls with dreadlocks and afros and Muslim girls in hijabs and Jewish girls in tznius, lesbians are fat girls and 5X+ girls and girls with big bones and girls who are 6 feet tall, lesbians are poor girls on welfare and girls getting food stamps and homeless girls and girls working multiple minimum wage jobs, lesbians are girls with depression and anxiety and girls with personality disorders and psychosis and girls in the hospital and girls who are suicidal, lesbians are girls with disabilities and girls in wheelchairs and girls with chronic pain and girls who are blind and deaf and girls who are in recovery and girls who canāt recover, lesbians are girls who are 5 years old and girls who are 85 years old and girls who have known their whole life and girls who just found out, lesbians are girls from literally all walks of life and all cultures and all religions and our stories are so unique and so vast and to reduce us to only a small group of girls who most of us arenāt is disingenuous of who we all are as a whole.
a neurotypical: intrusive thoughts... does that mean you like... think about killing people... are the Demons telling you what to do... is it Dark In There
my shit brain: ooh ee ooh ah ah ting tang eat that cardboard
@jkrowling
where are my bisexual hufflepuffs?
where are my asexual ravenclaws?
where are my trans gryffindors?
where are my genderfluid slytherins?
ITS 2016 WHERE ARE MY LGBT HOGWARTS STUDENTS?
Fuck a math
I donāt need to know anything beyond counting to 2 (maximum number of nipples and dollars i will ever have)
How could you NOT fall in love with the glow of the moon and stars, the warmth of the sun, the ancient life within the trees, and the sweet melodies of the winds?