my hobby is setting games on ‘easy’ and still getting my fucking ass kicked
Cosmic Funnies

Origami Around

Product Placement
One Nice Bug Per Day
Fieri Frames

if i look back, i am lost

Love Begins
ojovivo
Monterey Bay Aquarium

Jar Jar Binks Fan Club
Cookie Run:Kingdom Official!
EXPECTATIONS
todays bird
Color Me Curious

No title available
The Bright Sessions

shark vs the universe
Claire Keane

@theartofmadeline
Aqua Utopia|海の底で記憶を紡ぐ
seen from Malaysia
seen from Greece
seen from United Kingdom

seen from United Kingdom
seen from United States
seen from United Kingdom
seen from India
seen from Canada

seen from United Kingdom

seen from United States

seen from Pakistan

seen from Colombia
seen from Uzbekistan

seen from Hungary
seen from Germany

seen from Japan
seen from Pakistan
seen from United Kingdom
seen from Singapore

seen from Pakistan
@gorgugfanblog
my hobby is setting games on ‘easy’ and still getting my fucking ass kicked
the more time goes by the more disgusted i am that nobody has delivered the 1 halfass punch that it would take to turn woody allen into a fuckin pile of dust. every day someone has this opportunity and every day they do not take advantage of it and this is unacceptable
The whole “I’m not like other girls” movement should really be called the “I don’t want men to treat me the way they treat other women” movement because that’s what it really is. Women know that a girl who wears makeup is as respectable as a girl who wears none. A girl who’s played every Final Fantasy game is as respectable as a girl who digs Candy Crush. A woman who started her own law firm is as respectable as a single mom who works in the service industry. A girl who enjoys casual sex is as respectable as a girl who has never had her first kiss. A lesbian who has no interest in men is as respectable as a straight girl who loves her boyfriend. A girl who reads People magazine is as respectable as a girl who reads Dostoyevsky.
Women have been extensively shamed for saying “I’m not like other girls” when what they are really saying, maybe without knowing it, is “I’ve heard the way men talk about specific types of women, typically women who do things that they don’t understand or relate to, and I really, really want them to separate me from that and see me as a person who is worthy of being respected.” How much respect a woman gets from men is very rarely indicative of how much she deserves.
“I don’t want you to treat me the way you treat other girls, because you treat other girls like shit.”
ok no offense but some of us *looks pointedly at self in mirror* need to fucking chill
20 minutes into sufjan stevens and chill and he gives you this look:
he’s crying. you both are. you have trouble putting why into words. you hold each other for a little while.
i wonder if magic is real, but only in a really mundane way.
when i was little i could almost inerringly switch back to disney channel right as the ads ended when i was channel surfing.
maybe youve never accidentally crushed a ladybug underfoot. maybe your microwave popcorn never burns. maybe you can spin around lots and lots of times before you get dizzy.
is that magic??
honestly im not sure if these are magic or just small, invisible skills. im not sure which i like better.
My ankles never twist. I’ve always been rather active, I did track for five years (all the running events), and one time while running I stepped in a hole, lost my shoe, and landed sprawling about five feet away. I pulled my shoe on and kept running.
I have a coworker who somehow makes better coffee than everyone else even though the grounds come pre-measured and all you have to do is load them up and push a button. I have a friend who has inch long nails that never break. My brother can copy origami just by looking at the finished product and my mother can do the same with knots. I knew a guy who never made an error when typing.
Maybe we all have little magics, the kind that you don’t realize you have. Just tiny things that make your life slightly better but are completely unnoticed on the outside.
au in which blue only calls gansey different clothing labels
“hey lacoste look alive”
“thanks for the opinion j crew but i didnt ask”
the real question tho: will the new star wars movies keep up the tradition of using power point transitions
i thought of before i went to bed last night….
I look at you and see all the ways a soul can bruise, and I wish I could sink my hands into your flesh and light lanterns along your spine so you know that there’s nothing but light when I see you.
Shinji Moon, The Anatomy of Being
arwen appreciation week | day 3: relationship with elrond
Dragon Eggs from “Dragon-Breeding for Pleasure and Profit” (x)
why is James spelled with an s. why is it plural. more than 1 Jame. how many James.
essential oils are awesome witchcraft components! they can also fucking hurt you.
so, I’ve been selling smelly things for about a decade now (which is crazy, but there you go), and I get super wired whenever I see people using essential oils for witchcraft/devotional perfumes/what have you. I also get worried sometimes, because some of what I see people doing - particularly on tumblr - is kind of dangerous. (sometimes in a low-key way, sometimes seriously.) use essential oils for devotion and witchcraft because essential oils are awesome, but be careful with them, because plants are assholes and want to kill you sometimes. Check out the contraindications before using anything. There are basically no essential oils that are 100% safe to use in every single situation. It’s important to double check even if you’re healthy, but particularly if you have a medical condition or are pregnant. (If you’re pregnant, be really fucking careful. Seriously. Essential oils are a minefield for you.) Don’t give yourself a fucking chemical burn. One of my favourite party tricks (I am so boring at parties) is to put a few drops of something like peppermint oil on a thin plastic take-out container. If you wait a couple of minutes and then poke it with a fork, the plastic will have melted a little. EXCITING. A lot of people seem to think that essential oils are ~~natural and gentle~~, but fuck, a lot of them are used by the plant to get rid of insects/fungi/etc. All essential oils need dilution before using them (okay, sure, tea tree and lavender are generally safe, but otherwise), and some shouldn’t even be used on the skin in normally-safe levels of dilution. If you have sensitive skin and put some cinnamon oil lotion on it, you’re fucked, you’re going to be red and sore and pissed off at cinnamon, which is a sad state of affairs. Related note: don’t try to dilute with water. Essential oils aren’t lipids, but they’re still hydrophobic. Want to use essential oils in your bath so that you can focus on shit that isn’t all the stuff you have to do at work tomorrow? Awesome! My favourite is spruce, clary sage, and myrrh - that one’s fucking great. Dilute it with bath oil or some salt first, though. Being super focused on how sore and itchy you are isn’t ideal. Related note: citrus oils are assholes. You know that whole ‘use sun and lemon juice to bleach your hair!’ deal? That totally happens to your entire body if you use too much citrus oil in something that’s going on your skin. Bergamot is one of the worst, but all of them are guilty as hell. Dilute well, don’t slather it on before going out in the sun, and keep an eye on how your own body reacts. Remember that essential oils are super concentrated. I fucking love putting essential oils on charcoal. Sometimes I mix them in with dried herbs, but sometimes I just drop them on the charcoal directly - too many drops and you’ll just have a hunk of sad wet charcoal, but it’s worth it for the billowing smoke that flows out over the rim of my charcoal-burning bowl and drifts along my altar. (SPECIAL EFFECTS FOR YOUR MAGIC.) Whenever I do that, though, I have to remember to be careful about how much I use, and how much of the smoke I breathe in. Inhaling ten drops of peppermint essential oil all at once is like eating more peppermint than anyone should or would want to eat, just fucking… bowls and bowls of the stuff. When I used clove oil on charcoal to get rid of a plague of flies, it worked magnificently, but then I also had to air everything out and ended up googling the effects of clove oil overdose. I had one customer who accidentally dumped a bottle of lavender oil on their head; they washed it off, but still had some fun hallucinations (this is sarcasm) and spent a while at a walk-in clinic. Don’t let that be you. Essential oils go bad. This isn’t a safety tip, exactly, unless you’re dealing with an oil like jasmine that will make you cry and hate your life and the world if you smell it after it’s gone bad. Those oils are rare, though - your sadly ruined oil isn’t going to stink, it’s just going to stop smelling like anything and become an expensive bottle of nothing much. Store your oils in a cool, dark place - don’t set them out on your altar or shrine if that’s on a sunny windowsill. Most oils will eventually lose their potency anyway (citrus oils continue to be assholes and only last about a year even in the best conditions), but some oils, particularly resins, will keep for decades and just get better with time if you’re nice to them. Be careful. Don’t burn yourself. Don’t overdose. That’s about it, really. ETA: Be careful about pets and other animals. This needs a whole post of its own, honestly, but if you have pets (particularly cats or birds), read up on how they react to essential oils. This shit is important. Essential oils can be deadly to some animals.
His username is Glendower his password is also Glendower