Behind the Scenes of Hell
taylor price
YOU ARE THE REASON

izzy's playlists!

Kaledo Art

Kiana Khansmith
will byers stan first human second
hello vonnie
art blog(derogatory)
🪼

Origami Around
$LAYYYTER

titsay

if i look back, i am lost
Alisa U Zemlji Chuda
noise dept.

@theartofmadeline
One Nice Bug Per Day
wallacepolsom

★
Sweet Seals For You, Always

seen from United States

seen from United States
seen from India
seen from Israel

seen from United States
seen from Canada

seen from Sweden

seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from Italy

seen from Türkiye

seen from United Kingdom

seen from Türkiye
seen from Malaysia

seen from United States

seen from Canada
seen from United States

seen from Australia
seen from United States

seen from Malaysia
@danni-dot-exe-blog
Behind the Scenes of Hell
Art by: Hellcorpceo
their tumblr
this gun is way too big!!!
this is a gun that is too damn big!
c’mon now son, put the big gun down. this is a job for a big axe
my son. my giant onion son. do not go the way of the giant conflict. you may be very large too, but your heart is bigger.
I’m moving
So basically I’m forever moving to iluminati-dorito. Pretty much gonna be inactive for a while and then I am planing to delete this blog. Just know that I welcome anyone who liked this blog to join the other one cause nothing is gonna change (except for the fact that I will start to tag things once more).
See ya there lovelies ^-^ (or not... whatever ; ^;)
My 7 year old son was shot down by his 1st grade teacher
The american public education system in a nutshell tho
My third grade teacher actually had a conversation with my mom that I was reading to well and told her to stop having me read at home
My first grade teacher said that it was problematic that I was reading ahead of the rest of the kids in my grade and asked my parents to stop letting me read Harry Potter.
My fourth grade teacher thought it was wrong for my dad to be teaching me complex math because it fascinated me.
My elementary school music teacher hated the way my piano teacher taught me, and how I was more advanced than many of her students, and so told me, in front of my peers and my mother, that I was not good enough to participate in the state solo festival. She would not give me the form. We had to procure it from the district instead. She also hated how I excelled at reading and playing music for the recorder, and so she refused to give me my “belts” (colored beads to signify our level) and humiliated me in front of the class repeatedly.
My eighth grade algebra teacher used to fail me on take home tests because I didn’t solve problems exactly the way she showed us in class; I used methods that we had learned for other types of problems that also applied to these. She took points off my tests because I didn’t bring a calculator even though I got 100% without it, because I was able to do it by hand. I had to call my father, who is an engineer, down to the school to shout her down and give me back my A in the class.
My 10th grade Spanish teacher yelled at me in front of the class numerous times because she didn’t like the way I took notes; she thought that since I didn’t write every word off the slide, I wasn’t getting it all down. I had to explain to her that people who have taken advanced courses, like AP or IB classes, know that in a fast-paced learning environment you need to take quick shorthand notes that contain the necessary information rather than wasting time writing every word. She almost gave me detention.
My 11th grade English teacher gave me a poor mark on my first short essay because she believed that I was looking up unnecessarily complex words in a thesaurus to try and get better marks. The phrases in question: “laced with expletives” and “bombarded”. She wouldn’t hear any defense from me.
My 11th grade history teacher failed me on an essay about the 1950s because I misread the prompt. Except the prompt wasn’t words; it was a political cartoon. One of the figures was clearly president Eisenhower, but the other I couldn’t place. My teacher would not tell us who it was. I labelled him as the governor of Little Rock Arkansas during the integration period, and wrote an essay about that subject. My teacher said that no, it was Joseph McCarthy, and that there was a small picture of the man in our textbook and therefore I should have recognized him instantly. Half the class, apparently, did not.
The American school system is not here to educate us or to encourage us to learn; it’s here to keep us in line and silent. It’s here to keep us from deviating and being our own people and forming our own ideas. Don’t let it win.
rustboro-city - i want to know more about you and what you are up to academically these days bc wow
"normal teenagers would throw a party, but I stayed at home reading books and watching movies omg i’m so weird XD"
Have a Baemax on your dash feverishly waving at you.
but what if a vampire drank the blood of someone who was anemic like would they be seriously grossed out
“what the fuck is this”
“i have anemia”
“can you take something for that you should probably take something for that this shit is nasty to drink let alone have running through your body i’m setting up a doctor’s appointment for you”
“dude really you don’t have to just leave what the fu—”
“you disgust me here take these iron supplements”
“where did you even get th—”
“shut up and take your pills and dont forget your vitamin D”
“i’m going to check up on you weekly to make sure you’re taking them”
“that’s not necessary”
“maybe we should work on a dietary plan with foods rich in iron and other things for you”
“do you get this involved with all of your meals”
VAMPIREDUDE: did u get the cookbook i orderd 4 u
ME: Oh my god, first of all stop using text speak, you told me you were 278, second how did you know where I LIVED, third yes I got it.
VAMPIREDUDE: heard onions were good 4 blood, eat lots
ME: So you can have a tasty meal? I guess you’d rather I stay away from garlic, huh.
VAMPIREDUDE: UR being v rude I just got u a present!!!
ME: THE COOKBOOK IS CALLED “HOW TO TASTE DELICIOUS,” I AM CALLING THE COPS
#sounds like the begining of a beautiful friendship #gimme this sitcom
The Sun will go down eventually!
i never realize how much i swear until i’m in a situation where i can’t
true story: i tried avoiding saying ‘bitch’ in front of a kid so my mouth said ‘cunt’ instead.
Nailed it.
When I get married, divorce is not an option. You’re mad? Take your ass in the other room calm down, because we are going to work this out
This
This generation lacks this tho
do you guys really think divorce happens because someone gets mad one time like I got some big news for you
o k ! i posted selfies. (demigirl/nb)(they/them)
This is not a tasty gummy sweet but a Jewel Caterpillar found in Amazon Rainforest. They are covered with sticky goo-like, gellatinous tubercles that provides protection from its predator like ants until they metamorphosise into winged moths.
HAVE YOU SEEN IT GROWN UP THOUGH
literal pokemon
have you seen the cocoon it makes though?
it’s so pretty as a baby, it looks like an actual gem. then suddenly it pupates into a net thing and when it comes out it looks like the fucking Lorax
this is a pokemon
AMAZING.
stop putting raisins in things I would otherwise enjoy eating
You are being unraisinable.
how dare you make me read this with my own two eyes
happy #transdayofvisibility !!
i’ve been cautious as to if i should post these or not but here u go have my hair evolution!!!
genderfluid [they/them]