don’t even talk to me about how perfect Atlantis is
the chemistry between these characters was FLAWLESS
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don’t even talk to me about how perfect Atlantis is
the chemistry between these characters was FLAWLESS
the poet who did the cow poem also did this Nice Guy Poem, its great.
give this poet a pulitzer
I love this!
this was the best joke of the whole show tbh
That’s in the middle of the Civil War
Everything I Have To Tell You About Love by Neil Gaiman
Isn’t it strange that we talk least about the things we think about most?
Charles Lindbergh
Two souls don’t find each other by simple accident.
Jorge Luis Borges
Infatuation is when you find somebody who is absolutely perfect. Love is when you realise that they aren’t and it doesn’t matter.
Unknown
I like cancelled plans. And empty bookstores. I like rainy days and thunderstorms. And quiet coffee shops. I like messy beds and over-worn pajamas. Most of all, I like the small joys that a simple life brings.
Unknown
I hope you find someone who knows how to love you when you are sad.
Nikita Gill
Everybody has a chapter they don’t read out loud.
Unknown
I may think of you softly from time to time. But I’ll cut off my hand before I ever reach for you again.
Arthur Miller, The Crucible
vorfreude
(noun) A German untranslatable word,
vorfreude is defined as the intense euphoric sensation you experience from thinking about future plans and daydreams. This beautiful feeling is a natural reaction the human mind manifests from expectations of future pleasures and joyful anticipations, such as planning a trip, going on a date, and many other fulfilling, life-changing events.
Where the Sidewalk Ends: The Poems and Drawings of Shel Silverstein by Shel Silverstein
Why would anyone pick a human race in a fantasy game
I want a fantasy game where human isn’t even an option
Nah man, humans are the coolest
It’s one thing to fight demons if you’re from a species that lives for hundreds of years, is tied to natural magic, and births the best archers on the planet. It’s another thing entirely to do the same when your species is known to be slightly-above-average at farming.
“im regular jeff and im gonna behead tiamat and die trying”
The fact that we can accidentally bite the insides of our cheeks has to be the biggest design flaw of the human body.
NO SORRY IT’S THE FACT THAT OUR TRACHEA AND ESOPHAGUS CROSS AND BRIEFLY OCCUPY THE SAME HOLE DOLPHINS DON’T HAVE THIS PROBLEM.
WE ONLY GET ONE SET OF ADULT TEETH THAT ARE DESIGNED TO LAST MAYBE HALF OUR EXPECTED LIFESPAN
OUR LOWER BACKS ARE STRUCTURALLY FUCKED FROM MAKING A SHITTY TRANSITION TO BEING BIPEDS
INTELLIGENT DESIGN MY ASS, BUT AT THE VERY LEAST WE’RE NOT HORSES
I think the best response to anyone arguing intelligent design is to ask them why God is such a shitty engineer
Why would any intelligent designer have inflicted human kneecaps on his children?
y’all know that john mulaney quote “the things crazy people say mean nothing to them but everything to me?”
every time i hear that quote, i think about how i got this light-up pen
i got this pen four years ago when i was working as a barista at starbucks. I was on the registers and taking the order of this woman, who ordered a nonfat latte, because she was “watching her weight”
so this guy behind her, whom no one was talking to, for some fucking reason says “wathing your weight? but what about the wait for your watch?“ (which is a completely unhinged response. like just complete Mad Hatter nonsense)
anyway this lady gets really uncomfortable and of the five people (me, him, her, the other checker, and the customer at the other register) who were now sucked into the uncomfortable silence, i decided that i should alleviate the tension by saying “you can’t wait for a watch; you don’t have the time”
and then he said “oh, quick girl!”, gave me that pen, got out of line, and left without ordering anything
You pleased a mad fae trickster
Confession
Do you ever have those moments where you look back on things that happened in your childhood and think “shit, that was REALLY bad”?
For some reason I keep thinking about this time when I was 6 or 7—I didn’t want to finish my dinner and got sent to my room. I was really upset about it, and when I went to my room I closed the door and leaned against it. Except I hadn’t closed the door— and with my weight pushing against it, it slammed.
I was terrified, even before the aggressive stomping coming towards my room. I briefly considered hiding in my closet, but I opted to press all my weight against the door so she couldn’t get in.
My mom tried to slam open the door, but I somehow managed to stop it from opening all the way. Then she proceeded to slam herself repeatedly against my bedroom door, trying to get in so that she could beat the shit out of me. I remember crying because I was so afraid, and begging her to leave me alone and telling her that I was sorry.
I weighed like 60 pounds, so I have no clue how I held the door, but I did until she left. Then it was like nothing had ever happened. No one in the house spoke of it again— there were 3 other adults there. To this day, we don’t speak of it.
And that’s the day that I became afraid of my own mother.
I hope that others with similar experiences feel less alone, because sometimes it seems like no one else has gone through stuff like this.
You are not alone
The soccer gender pay gap is ridiculous
Assume I’m dead and rotting when this isn’t reblogged from my dash.
Update from April 2017: Source: CNN Money, http://money.cnn.com/2017/04/05/news/us-womens-soccer-equal-pay/index.html “The U.S. Women’s National Soccer Team is getting a raise, bigger bonuses and the same per diems as the men. The women’s team announced Wednesday that it had struck a new labor deal with U.S. Soccer, the sport’s governing body. For months, the women have said that their pay and treatment is unequal to the men’s team. The women will also get better hotel and travel accommodations and will be reimbursed for the years when their per diems were less than those of the men.” Finally some good news for the USWNT!
Reblogging with the bit that gives the outrage some closure.
Yaayyy
I’m so proud!
The Mummy (1999) dir. Stephen Sommers
“My mom’s talking on the house phone, so I can’t use the internet”
by See Bang
Just because you did something wrong in the past doesn’t mean you can’t advocate against it now. It doesn’t make you a hypocrite. You just grew. Don’t let people use your past to invalidate your current mindset.
Bruh. This needs to be a mandatory post on everybody’s blog. Y'all really be pullin out decade old receipts like woah.
You don’t know anyone at the party, so you don’t want to go. You don’t like cottage cheese, so you haven’t eaten it in years. This is your choice, of course, but don’t kid yourself: it’s also the flinch. Your personality is not set in stone. You may think a morning coffee is the most enjoyable thing in the world, but it’s really just a habit. Thirty days without it, and you would be fine. You think you have a soul mate, but in fact you could have had any number of spouses. You would have evolved differently, but been just as happy. You can change what you want about yourself at any time. You see yourself as someone who can’t write or play an instrument, who gives in to temptation or makes bad decisions, but that’s really not you. It’s not ingrained. It’s not your personality. Your personality is something else, something deeper than just preferences, and these details on the surface, you can change anytime you like. If it is useful to do so, you must abandon your identity and start again. Sometimes, it’s the only way.
Julien Smith, The Flinch (via wnq-anonymous)