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Well, that is one way to pass the time during a rain delay
This is the quality content I live for
A representation of my thought process at all times
this is literally how teenagers talk irl
This literally sounds like a voice-acted recreation of a group chat
the things he says and does: a #seokjinday series
Shuri when she finds out Peter fought Capt: How did you take down Captain America?
Peter in a terrible German Accent: I shot him in Zee legs because his shields zee size of a dinner plate, and he’s an idiot.
Steve: *looks down sadly at his shield*
Tony, dispite still not understanding that refrence:
What’s happening on Twitter? 😂
https://twitter.com/smashmouth/status/992478669435060224?s=19
Love smash mouth
What’s going on this year
What is happening? 😂
LMAO He just said he does
https://twitter.com/TheRock/status/588913900789309440?s=19
LMAO reblogging again because of 5he sass from dictionary.com 😂😂
Y'all know when you get wrecked by the damn dictionary you’re a fool
Never Forget 😂
The best fucking post on here
Wow!
Video by Ed Trist - Photo by Nicole Lewis
oh my god why do Lynx sound like bad impressions of themselves what the fuck
my last two brain cells trying to communicate
have i ever told y’all the story about how a snake knew I was trans years before I did
okay so
my 7th grade social studies/8th grade science teacher (he did both classes. Somehow…) had a snake lovingly named Hisser. Hisser would occasionally be taken out to crawl and he was held by kids and when there were fire alarms Hisser was taken along, usually to his chagrin.
This was one of those days where we had in class work time and most of us were just chilling and so Mr. A got Hisser out and started passing him around.
Every girl student that he came to, he would immediately snuggle up to, wrap around their arms, and get cozy. With boy students, he would just sort of sit in the coiled lump that he’d been handed in. This was true with just about every single student, and Mr. A said that Hisser likes girls a lot better than guys and this has been thoroughly proven by Hisser’s attitude.
Then Hisser was handed to me. He was a loveable cold scaley rope as you would expect, but he didn’t coil around my arms. He didn’t get cozy. He just sat there. And Mr. Anderson said, “Huh. That’s weird. He usually likes girls.”
I passed the snake to my friend and surely enough, Hisser wrapped around her arms and got cozy.
I came out as a trans guy about 7-8 years later, and just recently realized that Hisser was right about me not being a girl all along.
I’ve also decided that whenever anyone asks me “Why I think I’m a boy,” which is my LEAST favorite question ever, I’ll just tell them that a snake told me a long time ago.
You are born with the ability to see whether people listen more often to the angel or the devil on their shoulder, based on the opacity of each- if they listen more to the angel, it’s more solid and the demon is more transparent, and vice versa. You recently met a guy online and you’re finally going to meet. You go in for a handshake and glance at his shoulders, but you can’t see the angel. Only a solid demon.
Run. That’s my first thought and it keeps playing in my head over and over again. Run!
“You OK?” asks the man before me.
I realize I’ve been standing frozen, probably looking spooked. “Yes,” I fake what I hope is a convincing smile. I look back at his right shoulder, there’s nothing there, then to his left shoulder where a solid colored devil rests.
As he turns to our table I glance over the restaurant to make sure my powers are still working. There’s a woman one table away with a transparent devil and a translucent angel, she listens to the angel more. The woman across from her has a devil that’s translucent, she listens to it a little more than she should.
I’ve had this power my whole life, to see which side one listens to, but never before have I seen a completely solid devil, never before have I seen the angel completely gone…
Run!
Turning back to him I seen he’s pulled my chair out for me, watching me expectantly.
I could run now but what if he follows? Maybe it’s best I don’t tip him off, assuming I haven’t already, and sneak out while he’s not looking.
“Thank you,” I sit down.
He sits across from me and looks down, pulling on his long sleeves. “Order whatever you want,” he mumbles, “don’t pay attention to the price.”
“Oh, OK thank you.” I can barely pay attention to the menu. I glance over the restaurant, planning an escape route from the restroom.
“It was at 5:50,” he says, picking right up from where our last conversation online left off.
“I watched that video a dozen times and couldn’t see it.”
As we talk he seems just like the shy sweet boy I met online but then I glance at the devil on his shoulder and remember to be scared.
I’m looking at his shoulder so often that he glances back to see what I’m looking at. Worried about it I glance down and gape; on his arm a cut peeks out from under his sleeve.
He sees me seeing it and panics, pulling his sleeves down.
My gaze falls to the table and we sit there in silence.
This whole time I’ve been avoiding the people with the more solid devils because they listen to them more, I never questioned what the devils were saying. His devil isn’t telling him to hurt me, it’s telling him to hurt himself, that he’s worthless and doesn’t deserve me; and me acting scared of him isn’t helping.
“Don’t listen,” slips out before I’ve finished getting my thoughts together. I take in a long breath and speak slowly. “Don’t listen to the voice that tells you you’re useless, that you’ll never make a difference… You’ve made a huge difference to me.”
I risk looking up and see him teary eyed. “Thank you,” he whispers, and beside his head a barely visible angel fades back into existence.
Thank you so much for doing this prompt @hannahcbrown!
To all the amigos out there, know that you are loved ❤️
Nico di Angelo! I don't have any colored contacts so I have to keep the green eyes.
Medium dramatic and my favorite!
That glow is BLINDING! My most dramatic look ever
Most natural look you'll ever get from me.
Pansexuality, Bisexuality, Polysexuality,
Pansexuals, polysexuals, and bisexuals are: - not the same - real - valid - not more likely to cheat - not part straight part gay - #bisexual women#
Sometimes the best makeup is none! Give your skin some time to shine! Your natural oils that come out of your face help combat wrinkles! I know everyone HATES being greasy, but being greasy is better than having wrinkles at 25! On your “break days” try to just treat yourself. Step one: Take care of your face! Use masks and the your favorite creams/moisturizers! Step two: don’t take a shower if you don’t have to. Step three: don’t care what other people think. Sit in your PJs. If you have to get groceries or something, wear comfy clothes! Nobody cares about what you wear to the store.
Getting my hair re-dyed and cut! My roots were coming in SO blond!
My New Year’s Eve look, and the most colorful I've ever been.