Droughtland Rain

Pilgrim. 19. I do the thing where I play games, do art, watch MASH, TMNT, Arrow and other random nerdyness .Previously: The Crown Julz, Julzy-Wulzy, etc.

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Oh hey tumblr. You’re still a thing. 

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Trying to explain what it feels like under stage lights

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POPPLIO IS NOT A SEAL, IT IS A SEA LION

SEALS ARE FAT EARLESS ADORABLE LOVE BULLETS

SEA LIONS ARE FAT, LONG, AND GRACEFUL, WITH EARS AND ARTICULATED FRONT FINS

this is a pokemon seal

this is a pokemon sea lion

this is neither a seal nor a sea lion, but it is cute as hell

this has been a lesson on pinnipeds.

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what if i like…didnt fuck up for once??? That would be so lit

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Tomorrow When the War Began

The Tomorrow When the War Began TV series is everything I ever wanted.

A bunch of teenagers pushed into a war, faced with the choice to hide, fight or surrender. The rules are what they make them to be and it’s up to them to decide what actions are justified.

This book series defined my adolescence. Ellie Linton was and still is my ultimate hero. I thought the show wouldn’t be able to do the books justice, but it’s absolutely blowing me away with its quality.

It’s only been three episodes and they’ve made me fall in love with the characters all over again. The writers have done a brilliant job transitioning them to the screen. They’ve captured the spirit of the books perfectly and expanded the narrative to explore what the original first-person approach couldn’t. The characters and relationships are the core of this show - what they’re feeling driving what they do, rather than the reverse. It’s a war, the stakes are high, but the show doesn’t let us forget they’re just teenagers caught up in something so much bigger than them.

This adaptiation is so beautiful and complex. It’s more than just a show to me and each episode just keeps getting better.

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Watch: Can video games be a spiritual experience?

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My favorite video game story ever

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10 Types of Fallout Players | By: Julia lepetit   via Dorkly .

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tag urself, i’m the cartographer

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It’s been three years, you would have been 18 today, getting drunk, and being the idiot you are. 

I love you mate. 

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‘sup tumblr, what’s new. Sorry for the hiatus. 

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#theatrestuff

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Living in the city terrifies me. 

No more blue skys, no 10 acres of land to call my own, no space. 

I’m not sure I can do it. 

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A girl and her dog. @rubyandrevolver and Gunny – a couple of my favorite gals. #outwest #filsonlife #rambling

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Anon me facts about me that you think are probably true

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Monyreak “Monty” Oum ; 22nd June 1981 - 1st February 2015 

“If you endeavor to achieve, it will happen given enough resolve. It may not be immediate, and often your greater dreams are something you will not achieve within your own lifetime. The effort you put forth to anything transcends yourself, for there is no futility even in death.”

one year gone, but never forgotten

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Video: Parrot Grooms Himself with Cotton Swab

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@jonpertwee

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In the mountains with some @Filson gear. Photo by @travisgillett #liveauthentic #livefolk @folkmagazine

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This is basically all I ever want in life. 

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Hello.

Hi.

I know I’ve been AFK for a good deal of time, and there’s a very good reason for that and I’m sorry.

But let me just rant for a minute.

It’s been six months since I came home from my second trip in Manila, and I’m finding it harder to get back into the swing of things of normal life then ever before. I miss my kids. Recent events have changed the way I view the world and how I want to experience it, and though I may not interact with the human species as much as I’d prefer they’ve changed how I see people.

I’ve finally found my trigger. And I don’t mean that kind of trigger, I mean the trigger that’s finally flicked in me as a result from my time with the poorest of the poor.

If everyone could just see those beautiful faces just once, maybe they too could view the world differently. I’m tired of people complaining to me that they don’t have this and they don’t have that. Well I call bullshit on that. I’m tired of people not being happy with the grades they are getting, for not trying, for wasting away their lives. And I hate to quote Shia, but just fucking do it, but do it smart. Know your boundaries, and work towards something.

I miss my kids, I miss the feel of a community, I miss a place where I’m not judged for singing The Banana Song at the top of lungs, ten million times.

I need to stop using the word I, it’s never going to get me anywhere. And that’s another word, “me”. Such a horrible word. 

I guess I’m just tired. Tired and defeated. 

If everyone could just see. If everyone could just stop. 

Please just, see. Look and love. 

I want to write more, and I want to express more, but I can’t find the words. I don’t cry, I can’t cry, physically or emotionally. Ever. But I am now, because it hurts. It just, hurts. 

Salamat po <3