leah

tired and upset but like really trying

[knowyournewmeme]

real talk: would you kill me for 90000000000000000000 dollars??

reblog for world peace

like for a smile

[ndiecity-deactivated20241101]

makes you imagine the sound of a bowling ball striking pins

[normal-horoscopes]

This counts as a spell.

[inahiddenplace]

romantic love is a conspiracy theory

[wizardbreasts]

[angelwarm]

i hope that one day i will finally be ok….i’ll make a cherry pie when it is all over

[angelwarm]

today is the day

[joshpeck]

reblog the cherry pie to be ok

[justgirlythings]

Well… since a thread blew up on twitter about me being a lesbian I thought I’d officially just reintroduce myself to those of you who don’t know. My name’s Becky. I created this blog when I was 13 with the help of a few girls. Honestly, it was a joke that kind of blew up. Somehow I brought joy to girls and boys all across the world (”justgirlythings” but literally any man or woman could laugh/relate to this blog) and that’s all I really could’ve asked for when creating this. The above picture is me and my fiancée Chelsi. 

I’d like to thank you all for coming along on this journey with me for the past decade. 

[thefuzzydave]

[drinkyourjuiceshelby]

[stupidbeecandle]

I lived and worked in a lighthouse at a previous job.  There was a thick line painted in a circle around the shack where the fog signal was kept.  The line represented how close you could get to the fog signal without experiencing physical harm in the form of eardrums shattering or worse.

Even in the house it was LOUD.  Probably the loudest thing I have ever experienced but at a normal, predictable interval.  You would begin to time your sentences with little pauses with the rest of the lighthouse crew so you would talk like this while making your………..HORN…………. tea and then carry on talking because you knew when it would go off.  It rattled the walls and the dishes in our cabinet.

At least one girl had died there. They kept photos of her everywhere “in honor of her sacrifice” because she had decided to take the winter watch alone and died in a storm where bounders the size of mini vans had been lifted out of the ocean and left scattered across the island, to say nothing of the ice chunks.  People weren’t allowed to be alone on the watch after that.

One day a dead moose washed up on shore and it took my entire crew all day but we managed to rig up a line to hang it up to dry because we thought having a moose skeleton in the house would really spice the living room up a bit.  It did.  Weird shit happens when six of you are left alone, like ALONE ALONE, no cell reception, no wifi, just a radio to contact the real world and not a lot of reason to do that.  People don’t go on lighthouse jobs if they want to stay connected, I’ve found.

That said Id do it all again, I really do treasure those days

[glowingghosty]

[redditfront]

[fried-bologna-and-grape-koolaide]

[tastefullyoffensive]

Portals to Hell by hrmphfft

[marchqueen-deactivated20161002]

IT’S BACK

[lady-dirtbag]

I HAVE BEEN TRYING TO FIND THIS AGAIN FOR MONTHS

I AM SO HAPPY RIGHT NOW

[2ndratewig]

ITS BACK 

[trumpetnista]

This is one of those posts that you need to save and tag or you’ll never see it again for 84 years.

[midnight-spectrum-again]

You got that right

[cinnamonrollorder]

I’m crying

[nerdneeniya]

New portal just opened

[macintoshpluss-deactivated20171]

[courageousdog]

[cryptidsandchaos]

might fuck around and walk into a thick fog and never return idk

[camphalfbutt]

[inkskinned]

she asked me if i believed in god and i told her that when i was four i almost drowned in a public pool and in my panic mistook a stranger for my father. i clawed my way up his leg. four years later he’d send my parents a picture of the scars alongside a tin of cookies. he said, “i hope she’s still okay. i carry her with me. it isn’t every day you save a life. it isn’t every day you feel like you were here for a reason. when it does happen, you have to cherish that memory. for once, i had a purpose. just being there was enough. she tore me open but she taught me a lot about love.”

[tlirsgender]

Star trek is cool but sometimes you can tell it was written by white people

[tlirsgender]

Billy shat, narrating: the savage alien race,

Me:

[tlirsgender]

I think about that tweet about "you can tell star trek was made by white people because they're talking about 'to boldly go where no one has gone before' and then like 90% of the planets they go to are inhabited" every day

[spamton]

the dragons when they're in a dungeon idk I'm too pretty to play dnd

[skitowo]

Trust the freak in the mirror.