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[zarla-s]

I would normally never make a post like this, but I’m increasingly desperate and running out of options.

If you’ve seen this hat, PLEASE CONTACT ME IMMEDIATELY!

I can’t tell you how much I love this Luigi hat, I got it at Otakon like fifteen years ago from someone in the artist’s alley and I’ve had it ever since to the extent that it’s become something of my trademark. It’s incredibly valuable to me, it’s been with me through so much, and I pinned a lot of things to it that I never wanted to lose because I never thought I’d lose it! Especially that tiny handmade Samus hairclip I got in an art trade… and I also got the inside of it signed by Steve Purcell and Jeff Smith because I never thought in a million years I’d ever forget it somewhere…

But while I know I brought it with me on my last trip (since that last picture was taken while I was there), I can’t find any evidence that it made the trip back, and I’ve looked EVERYwhere. I’ve filed lost item reports with the airline, called each of the airports, gone to every place I can remember going to to ask if anyone’s seen it to no avail. I’ve tried so hard to take care of this hat over the years and I’m incredibly upset and mad at myself for losing something that means so much to me, it’s like I lost a part of myself or my identity in a way as ridiculous as that sounds. So I’m hoping against hope that one of you out there might have seen it and can help me.

The airports I stopped in on my way back home were the Albuquerque airport in New Mexico, the San Jose airport in California, and the Burbank airport in California. If you live in those areas, or were in either of those airports around the beginning of November or anything like that, PLEASE keep an eye out for my hat! It’s hard to miss, as you can tell from these pictures. I remember eating at a place in the San Jose airport during a layover, it was near Gate 26 and served a blue cheese burger, but I can’t remember the name of the restaurant itself. It’s possible I might have left it there, or somewhere around there, or someone picked it up, or something… I don’t know. I can’t remember anything more and I know how frustrating that is, believe me.

It doesn’t have any contact information in it or on it, but it DOES have two signatures on the inside in permanent marker, as mentioned above! They’re from Steve Purcell and Jeff Smith and are signed to Zar, so if you see the hat and all the pins are gone for some reason, you’ll know it’s my hat for sure by the signatures on the inside.

Please, if you see my hat somewhere, please let me know! Contact me any way you can! I just want it back so badly, and I actually need to wear hats when I go outside now because of a recent medical thing I don’t want to get into right now, and it’s killing me that when I really need it, I lost it like an idiot. Please please please, if you can, please keep an eye out for it. And if there’s anyone you know that you think might have seen it, please show them this post. I’m hoping for a miracle here.

[zarla-s]

I’ve heard rumors someone posted a Craigslist ad for it in Ontario Canada that got deleted, although I don’t know if I believe they’re true or not. But it does make me think I should ask again… have any of you seen it? Please let me know…

[matthew0275]

(via https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rTY8MAjd3_k)

[hereisatinypotato]

As someone who is generally pretty quiet, and has been constantly interrupted and talked over my whole life, I just feel the need to express my genuine love for people who actually listen. People who give me time to talk and prompt me to continue if someone interrupts me. I love you. Please keep that up.

[nobody-but-mebody]

I DIDN’T MEAN IT 

[ladywinderp]

Me every time.

[matthew0275]

EVERY TIME

[shencomix]

The worst.

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[br-o-ken-poetry]

When I was five, and romance didn’t exist, I was a boy, and I was friends with a girl, and it didn’t matter, because why would it? We did everything together a normal couple of friends would do together, until we grew a little more and went on to different schools and didn’t see each other anymore.

So then I was eight. I was still a boy, and I was friends with a different girl now. She was confident and clever and bold, and we played games together during the lunch hour and went to each others houses after school.

“You fancy her,” the other children would say. I’d frown, say of course I didn’t, and why would I? We were friends, and that’s all. So we ignored the comments and carried on as we were, until her mother wouldn’t let me go to her birthday parties, because I’d be the only boy, and that would be “inappropriate”.

We didn’t stay in touch after school. I cried, when she didn’t respond to my letters - because I didn’t understand. Years of friendship: did it mean nothing to her? And then I’d remember her mother, and I’d realise what the problem was. I was a boy, and she was a girl. That was all there was to it.

So then I was twelve, I was friends with boys because I was a boy, and I only wanted someone to spend time with at lunch. But according to them, every girl I spoke to was a friend-with-benefits, and eventually I drifted away from them because I wasn’t interested in talking about sports and sex and risk-taking like they seemed to be. Instead, I talked to girls.

So then I was fifteen, and my friendship group was entirely female. I got called gay, a lad, a player, and all sorts of other things by almost everyone: boys and girls alike - but I ignored them. I liked being friends with girls, so what was the problem? Live and let live, I thought.

So one day I invited a friend over to the fair in town with me, and she came, and we enjoyed the day together without any hassle at all. Going back to school, however, changed that.

“Did you hear they fucked behind the public toilets,” people were saying. “They went on a date together.”

I said that wasn’t true - I didn’t have feelings for her that way.

“But you obviously fancy her,” they replied.

“No,” I told them, truthfully. “I don’t.”

Shortly afterwards, the girls I was friends with all organised a party, which I wasn’t invited to.

“It’s a sleepover,” they said. “Girl stuff.”

“Oh,” I said. “Okay. Girl stuff.”

They used that expression a lot over the next few years. Trips to the cinema - going out together… And eventually I realised that I was an outsider. They didn’t tell me things anymore. I wasn’t let in on their secrets, and if I ever asked, I’d be told I wouldn’t understand - and it was inappropriate I should ask.

So I stopped asking, and my friends drifted further and further away. I never understood why I was an outsider, until I saw a picture of them at the prom I didn’t bother going to, because I knew I would have no one to go with. There were my friends in the pretty dresses I’d helped them choose, with a guy in the centre of the picture, in a smart suit and slicked back hair. That would have been me, if I’d gone. And it always will be.

And then I realised why I could never be as close with them as they are with each other. I’m a guy. And they are girls. It’s as simple as that. Guys never understood me being friends with girls, but that was fine, because the girls were okay with it. But on the day the girls stopped seeing me as just a person they could be friends with, everything changed.

And so here I am. I’m eighteen. I am not gay, actually: nor am I romantically interested in any of my friends. What I do know is, that we’re about to go on a group holiday together, and I’ve been told not to even come into the corridor outside their room whilst they’re getting changed, in case the door swings open and I “see something I shouldn’t” - as if I’d actually care, or be the kind of guy who watched for that sort of thing. And I’ve realised it doesn’t matter how nice I am, no girl is ever going to see me as an equal. I will always be a guy, to them. And they will always be a girl.

And guys and girls can never be “just friends”, right? There always has to be something more. Whether I want it or not, there always has to be that potential.

“Going on holiday with three ladies are you?” the ticket seller asked me. “Fair enough…”

And I said nothing, because I was sick of saying “not in that way”. I was tired of telling people that I wasn’t interested in the girls I was friends with. I was bored of trying to be seen as just a friend in their eyes, too. And if even they couldn’t see me as an equal, how could anyone else ever believe me, when I told them boys and girls could just be friends?

So don’t tell them my gender doesn’t isolate me. Because it does. And don’t complain to me about being in the friend zone. Because I’ve been fighting to get there all my life.

[postlitany]

this was really powerful stuff 

[spazzdhn]

[brianthuff]

Is there anything a natural 20 can’t do?

This is a poster idea I developed to show off the amazingness of tabletop rpgs.

[phillillillip]

"You attempt to pickpocket the man, but accidentally pull down his pants instead."

"You reach out to push the orc off the bridge, but instead lightly caress his back. He is uncomfortable."

"You try to stab the guard, but you stab your crotch instead. Roll fortitude."

"You say your name is Bob and not Jim. Your lie is misinterpreted and they now believe you are a serial killer."

"You swing your axe, but it slips from your fingers and sails across the room."

"In an attempt to dodge the incoming arrows, you jump into the swarm.”

"You bull rush the enemy but miss and jump off of the cliff."

"You try to land on your feet but you land on your sword instead."

"While providing first aid, your hand slips and you stab him in the heart. He dies instantly."

[mousathe14]

I CANT BREATHE

[princessstrife-deactivated20160]

Petition to make this a thing.

[matthew0275]

YES

[thevoyagereternals]

Star Trek + Social Commentary (context in the captions)

[redheadedgnomegirl]

This is exactly why Science Fiction is such an important genre.

[plannedparenthood]

should i be using condoms or birth control to prevent pregnancy?

x

[stupidmiiverseposts]

There has only been five female characters comfirmed playable compared to fifteen male characters.

[autistic-girl-academic]

I’m amazed at those exact numbers because 33% is the point where men will start thinking there’s a majority of women in a group.

[matthew0275]

.......what

[catsbeaversandducks]

America’s First Cat Café Opens: Drink Coffee Alongside Adorable Cats

Yesterday, America’s first cat café opened in New York City. Cat lovers, you now have only three more day to sip coffee and eat pastries alongside adorable cats! Purina One teamed up with the North Shore Animal League, the country’s largest no-kill shelter, to create this pop-up café that’s the temporary home to rescue cats. While the concept of a cat café has been around for a while, with Asia and Europe leading the way, this is the first time one has opened in the United States. Two permanent cat cafés are scheduled to open in San Francisco this year.

The concept is simple. Visitors pay an hourly fee or cover charge to sit and lounge with cats. This one, on 168 Bowery, is free. Sixteen cats roam the premises and you’re welcome to pick one up and snuggle with it. If you fall in love with a particular one, you can even adopt it! (Read about each individual cat, here. Looks like “Sushi” is featured in the photo, above.) To get your feline fix, stop by the store from 10a to 7p each day till April 27. If you’d like to learn a little something, you can listen to different cat experts talk about cat health and behavior. The store’s capacity is limited to just 65 people, so you may have to wait in line.

Via My Modern Met

[crablouse]

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH <3

[memeguy-com]

I didnt know body wash could be so sexy and condescending

[matthew0275]

oh my

[lifehackable]

[matthew0275]

And you all called me crazy :P

[matthew0275]

Introductions

Hello! Today marks the tragic day in history that I created a tumblr. I'm Matthew, and it is nice to meet you.  I only have one question.... How do I even?