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“you’re so right. also it doesn’t help that i look young. older guys don’t like to talk to me since they assume i’m sixteen and jailbait when i find one i’ll see if they have other hot guitarist friends for you.”
“just think: we’ll find some hot guys when we’re sophomores or juniors. patience, young grasshopper. do they really think you’re jailbait? at a college? idiots. aw, you’d really do that for me? i might tear up.”
“ so you’re suggesting that the zombie apocalypse might just mean the elimination of men altogether ? ‘cause i’m not interested in dying from being eaten alive. doesn’t seem like a very fun category to fall into. ”
“now that i’m actually thinking about it, sure. i mean, to survive i would just convince you that i was just some weak girl and then you’d help me, if you’re nice enough. then i could ditch when things get bad. maybe you could get lucky? and die some other way.”
Is anyone else as annoyed as I am that you have to go see family for the holiday? I saw a shirt online that I should have bought that, in a nutshell, tells your family members to fuck off when they start patronizing you with the typical questions. How’s your grades? How’s your job? Do you have a girlfriend? When are you getting married? I want grand kids before I die. That sort of thing… or maybe my family being southern just makes it all the more worse.
“Sometimes it’s annoying when they won’t stop hugging me, but I love them to death. I think maybe you have some family problems, but I’m not a psychology major, so I wouldn’t know. Why do you even go if it’s bad enough to get some cheesy shirt? And you’re still in college, being married is in the future, so please tell me you’re over exaggerating. I thought southerners were cooler about things?”
“ biophysics homework is kicking my ass — never thought i’d say this. i’d pay for a distraction. ”
“biophysics is a thing? that’s actually kind of sad. i’ll distract you, and for free, because i feel nice.”
“I don’t know about anyone else, but I sure am excited for Thursday. I’m going to get myself some take-out and have a horror movie marathon on Netflix. Sure, it’s not the most traditional Thanksgiving, but holidays are so overrated these days.”
“I’m excited, but I know I won’t be when I gain 500 pounds and have to work it all off. No, but really, it’ll be fun. Your plans sound pretty great, too. You should come over and have some food, though, just to have a little more traditional food.”
“ picture this: me, you. zombie apocalypse. who survives the longest ? ”
“hm, easy. i’d survive. girls always figure things out easier.”
“Shit, just how drunk were you last night? Fucking hell, you look like shit. Well, in a kinda hot, rock ‘n’ roll way. Good for you, I guess. Do you remember anything? Or do I have to bring out the pics? Because there are quite a few.”
“Can you not talk so loud? People get headaches. And I wasn’t even that drunk, and everyone looks like shit when they’ve just woken up. Well, thanks, I think, I do make it look hot. I don’t remember it, and no, no pictures. I know how stupid I get.”
“Well growing up into like adult stadium of our lives sucks! I just watched a middle age white woman scream WHY DON’T YOU GO FUCK YOURSELF, HELEN?! Helen seemed absolutely scandalized. And the worst part is I am starting to feel like a wine mom listening to gossips from her son’s private school so I can throw a shade on other moms. Plus I actually enjoyed it. I am nineteen for fuck’s sake and not thirty-nine! Fuck.”
“I don’t want to sound incredibly stupid, but I have no idea what you just said.”
“Don’t you just love it when professors cancel classes for a week? So–… Since I have some free time, who’s up for some fun?“
“Did yours really? Lucky, I have one more today and then I’m done. But hey, I’m up to do something if it’s good enough.”
It sucks when I flirt with a girl, call her cute and she’s like “aw thank you”. Like no, I’m being gay with you. Homo intended.
“I don’t think I’ve ever related to someone’s words more. I feel like I need to tattoo ‘homo intended’ on my forehead.”
“You think it isn’t, until you’re naked in someone else’s bed and they’re saying that you passed out drunk. When in reality- they drugged your drink. It’s not a safe environment Talia…do you believe me?”
“I can take care of myself. I’ve gone to parties long enough to know how to do things and how not to do things. I know it’s not the safest place.”
A jogger passed - red on green, sweat on skin - and gave Tim a nod. He, the jogger, as Tim had come to learn, ran faster than anyone else, limped on his left leg and panted heavier. “I only get honked when I use a manual transmission,” he said, as he usually did. The lycra of his shirt made his skin feel smooth. “I’m goin’ for a jog around the campus.” Up and his knees did not wane from the sudden shift; tan on the ankles and no more. “Were you driving slow?” Halfway across the quad, he could see the jogger, panting and almost crying. It was how hunted prey ran, and he sighed, then.
Talia didn’t know much about manual, but she did know how to drive it. One of her boyfriend’s in high school had taught her, thinking manual was better than automatic because it was harder, and all that. It was too hard for her liking, but to each their own. “Well I would consider it too, manual usually takes longer to do things.” She looked at the jogger, then back at him. “I like athletes, they almost inspire me to go running, but I’m not the type I guess.” She shook her head, “I wasn’t driving slow, if anything, I was driving pretty fast. I like to go over the speed limit, which probably isn’t safe but whatever.”
“Yeah, I’m thinking a party, I was probably too drunk to introduce myself though, so I’m Carmen.”
“Me too, those parties usually get pretty crazy. Well, it’s nice to meet you. I’m Talia, I think you’re in my sister’s sorority?”
“i think so! it would be a really great, but dangerously fatal outlet for people to get all of that pent up road rage aggression out. eh, maybe a tad bit”
“we should really have some kind of event for this, have people pay to be able to rip steering wheels off of cars or something? then it wouldn’t be as dangerous. everybody is though, right?”
Addie stayed quiet for a moment, internally battling between her own guilt complex and the girl’s insistence that she would stay and help her look. Finally, a sheepish - but grateful - smile settled on her lips. “Thank you,” she said simply, her eyes scanning the floor again. “You don’t think someone already took it, do you?” she asked, suddenly concerned. “I mean, It took me a few minutes to realize I wasn’t wearing it.”
Talia waited for a moment as Addie seemed to think about having her help, smiling as she agreed. “You’re welcome, when we find this necklace we need to celebrate. I mean, I don’t know about you, but I’m messing up my jeans for this.” The suggestion was possible, but she didn’t want to worry her. “No, no way. There’s barely been anyone in the halls, and it’s hard for us to notice any jewelry on the ground so they probably wouldn’t either.”