I don't even know bro...

I don't even know

[whami-allstars]

Neon Spidey. Wallcrawling or dancing? You decide.

[princesslollipopaxemurderer]

How I feel coming back to tumblr after such a long break

(This is not my video)

[princesslollipopaxemurderer]

I’M BACK!!!

Here I am, back to the ruins of what used to be a wonderful website. I left as the tumblr raids started happening and returned shortly after to find that a lot of the accounts I followed had also left.

I decided to try other websites, but everyone was so mean!!! Tumblr is the only one that understands me. So here I am, back again with my follower militia in an attempt to take over The Prinicipality of Sealand. I have nothing against SJW’s, but I also plan to sty away from that side of tumblr. I really don’t want to get involved with it at all. WELCOME BACK MILITIA!

(I am not actually trying to attack Sealand)

[princesslollipopaxemurderer]

[princesslollipopaxemurderer]

[princesslollipopaxemurderer]

[princesslollipopaxemurderer]

I LEAVE FOR A FEW FUCKING MONTHS

I leave for a few fucking months and come back and not only was there a war, but I also gained followers. The Sealand militia was unprepared for the war... Oh well XD

[princesslollipopaxemurderer]

Butchering the Human Carcass

[joelmilllr]

I JUST MET THE LOVE OF MY LIFE

[angie-noir-deactivated20160113]

I legit saw this and was like “omg, who is that. She cute.”  Obviously he is cute too.

[belle-vie-folle]

He looks so unhappy and that kills me. He said he didn’t like stopping 24/7 to take pictures and that’s all I can think about now

[hiddlestonandtom]

He looks incredibly tired and that is definitely an airport. I really hope this girl and her “friend” (who apparently is rushing home to post her photo of her & Tom - do you fucktards listen to what he says?) were not there for the sole purpose of stalking him.

[catchafallingstar-deactivated20]

OH. MY. GOD.

No.  Just no.  While I can understand that this girl is super duper happy to have gotten a photo with “the love of her life,” look at his face.  I don’t care if he said it was “fine,” IT IS CLEARLY NOT FINE.  Do you know how often I said I was “fine” to my boyfriend when I was really NOT FINE?  Lots of times, just to avoid an argument.

And I don’t care if I get hate from people for reblogging this and “hating” on this girl, she put it out there for the internet to see, and I’m not attacking her, I’m attacking all fans who do this to all celebrities.  He is in an airport, probably on his way to Toronto, quite likely exhausted (because when I’M in airports, I’m usually annoyed or tired or both), and I’m just fucking tired of seeing this kind of thing.  

Please, please don’t do this, guys.  Please.  If you see him at a bar, buy him a drink.  If you see him in an airport, ask if he’d like a cup of coffee.    Ask what you can do for HIM or don’t ask anything at all.  Don’t ask him to take fucking selfies with you just because you see him out and about.  

*screams in frustration*

[princesslollipopaxemurderer]

You guys are fucking assholes. If you saw Tom Hiddleston in person, you'd probably piss your pants. Leave the girl alone. Fans ask for pictures. It's just what happens when you become famous. I highly respect Tom Hiddleston and any actor out there for doing this for his/her fans, but, as an actor, you have to expect that fans are going to want photos and autographs. If you aren't mature enough to handle that, maybe you should not be an actor.

[andotherdoublemeanings]

On Periods: Let’s put this shit to bed right now: Women don’t lose their minds when they have period-related irritability. It doesn’t lower their ability to reason; it lowers their patience and, hence, tolerance for bullshit. If an issue comes up a lot during “that time of the month,” that doesn’t mean she only cares about it once a month; it means she’s bothered by it all the time and lacks the capacity, once a month, to shove it down and bury it beneath six gulps of willful silence.

Shakesville: Feminism 101 (via itscherryamber)

PREACH.

(via tinycatpaws)

[princesslollipopaxemurderer]

[princesslollipopaxemurderer]

[princesslollipopaxemurderer]

Guise. What even happened? I left for like 3 weeks

and I gained like 20 followers. Hell, I'm not complaining, WHOO! Welcome to the militia, where our main goal is to conquer Sealand.

[illness-and-instruments-blog]

[vickified]

“If a clock could count down to the moment you meet your soul mate, would you want to know?”

lol yes, so then i can shave.

[livingmywayeveryday]

Has anyone written a book about this yet? I think it’d be interesting!!!!!!

[ionlyblogturtles]

     One minute, 37 seconds.      My legs are shaking. Holy cow, there is no way I can do this. None.      One minute, 29 secods.      I glance around at the faces surrounding the room. Of course my Meeting would take place in the gross, overcrowded cafeteria.      One minute, six seconds.      Somewhere within these four walls, someone has the exact same countdown on their wrist. They’re going through the exact same pressure as me.       54 seconds.      Mom said I should be excited, not nervous. Yet I still find myself wiping my sweaty palms on my dress. I can’t believe she talked me into wearing a dress. I mean, shouldn’t  my Soul Mate meet me as I normally am? All plain jeans, blah shirts, and wild brown curls?      30 seconds.      Something deep within me tells me to stand up. I do, drawing the attention of my tablemates. They all know too. They smile encouragingly up at me. I chew my lip nervously.      25 seconds.      That same feeling pulls me towards the center of the room. My stomach drops away from me as I take a step in that direction.      20 seconds.      I continue in that direction. With each step the tempo of my heart picks up.      19. Faster.      18. Quicker.      17. More rapid.      16.  It’s racing.      Oh my god this is it. The moment my life changes forever.      My eyes search frantically around the cafeteria, searching for someone who looks as nervous as me. For someone who’s heading towards their future with no sense of direction like me.      10 seconds.      The feeling directs me slightly to the left. I turn to accomodate.      5. My heart has given up entirely.      4. I stop walking.      3. Just waiting left.      2. Everything is about to change.      1. Deep breath.

     0000 d 00 h  00 m  00 s

     Someone bumps my shoulder. I twirl around and my gray eyes meet blue, blue ones.      “Hello there, love. It appears as though we’re Soul Mates then, eh?”      As my words fail me, the only thing I can think is “I’m so glad I shaved this morning.”

[shittyme]

^^^ THIS IS AMAZING

[arnanduh]

i think youre gonna write the book i nominate you you have no choice go get writing now

[unalaq-deactivated20140127]

(I’d like to play what would happen in the ultimate plot twist)

“Thats weird…” I checked my wrist, the clock had just hit the 30 second mark but I looked around and there was no one there. I was a worrisome guy overall but I felt justified, I mean today was the day I was meeting my soul mate. Not that I expected my dream girl to be in the storage closet at work but still I was nervous. 

Walking out with a box the boss had requested I walked back to my cash register setting it on the shelf. My wrist hit the 20 second mark

19 seconds

18 seconds

Where was she? I could not help but get worried that an error would pop up or that she was gone and my timer would run out with no response. I panicked, I’d change my own fate if I had to. Running out of time I hurried through the back door. There was a park outside and maybe I was supposed to be there to find my soul mate. 

10 seconds

9 seconds

A faint ding of the doorbell hit my ear. Wait was that it?? She was here! I turned around running back to the counter. “Don’t worry I’m just in the back!”

I ran out looking at my wrist as it hit zero. Out of breath “Hi I’m Matt!” Sticking out my hand for a handshake it was met by a firm hand. Meeting my soulmate’s eyes for the first time they spoke. 

“I’m Steven.” The man gave a smile “It’s nice to meet you.” 

[sifujinoras]

OH MY GOD 

[tiptreecrossing]

 I watch my friend carefully. Her excitement is glowing all over her pretty face. Exactly 2 minutes left, she tells me. We’re waiting at the bus stop and the bus is coming in two minutes. I think she hoped she’d meet them on a beach at sunset or something.  ”I mean that’s ok - these things can’t always be romantic I mean my mum met dad when he was working at the book store and it’s not like you can plan it to be romantic I just hoped, I mean everyone hopes don’t they-” she breaks off, looking at me awkwardly. “Sorry. It’s just a big day for me you know.” Yes I do know. You’ve been going on about it for the past year. I smile at her.  ”Don’t worry. You nervous? You’ll be ok, you always are,” I grin, determined not to ruin this for her. It’s selfish of me to be moody. This is her future being determined. Right here. In now, precisely 1 minute 30 seconds.  She smiles at me, but it isn’t quite reaching her eyes. She’s restless and keeps tapping her foot. Her eyes are wide with.. fear? Excitement? Nerves? Probably all of them and a thousand more things I can’t imagine. She keeps checking her wrist. So do I. The bus comes around the corner. 1 minute 10 seconds.  ”Hey. I’ll leave you alone now ok? The bus is here. I’ll sit a couple of seats away, and be there if you need me,” I say, squeezing her arm reassuringly. “Good luck.” I hope it sounded sincere.  The bus pulls up and I climb on first, taking a quick glance at her while I give the driver my ticket. She’s shaking and looks a little green. I want to give her a hug but know I shouldn’t interrupt now. I look at the passengers and it’s full of pensioners. My heart starts beating frantically. What? I can’t see anyone else at the bus stop. But she’s only 18, she can’t end up with a 80 year old.   I turn around and look at her - she’s breathing hard. The bus driver asks if she’s ok but she ignores him. Her eyebrows are creased and her face is flushed. Oh. Oh no. Stay calm. Someone is probably late. I give her a thumbs up and try to smile reassuringly. I think it’s more of a grimace.  I take a seat near the back. Look at my watch. 25 seconds. She sits down a few seats away.

 Suddenly a dark shape runs past my window and a boy jumps on the bus. He has that same frantic look in his eyes. I breathe out with relief.  ”Yeah get on, we’re running late,” the driver says, taking his ticket. The boy looks around, carefully stepping towards the seats. He’s tall and handsome, holding a sketchbook. I smile slightly; my friend hates art.  4 seconds  He spots her.  3 seconds  His eyes widen as he walks closer, as if being pulled by an invisible rope.  2 seconds  My friend stands up too, that same rope tying her to him.  1 second -  ”I was worried the bus would leave. No way could I miss meeting my soul mate!” he jokes, though he looks just as nervous as she. They smile at each other as they both sit down together. I can’t hear what they’re talking about.

 I take a deep breath and let it out slowly. Suddenly I’m crying. Hot tears dropping down my cheeks.

 I look at my wrist, scratching at it. Trying to get rid of it. 

 The numbers have never changed.

 They’ve always been at 0.

[raisingaminimermaid]

the lAST ONE HOW DARE YOU MY HEART BROKE OMF.

[nopenhagen-blog]

So I was watching this, because Venus Angelic shared it on facebook and this particular part really broke my heart.  Emily (or Luna as she calls her doll personality) says in this programme that she feels more confident and that she loves herself more when she dresses up as a doll (in cute clothes, lots of the outfits that were shown in the episode were less exteme than the one she’s wearing for this confrontation with her stepmother).  And when she wants to share this with her family, they look at her as if she was a freak. That is not okay. It’s okay for them to think: “Wow, that looks different” or even “This is not my particular style and I do not like this look.” but saying to your daughter/step daughter or even a fucking friend that you want to see the “beautiful” version of them by stripping them of what makes them confident (in this case Luna’s wig) is not fucking okay.  I know this is coming as something that doesn’t match my blog at all, but I really can’t stress enough that dolly girls and boys mostly don’t dress up for you to judge, but for us to have confidence and feel beautiful, which Luna obviously does when she’s in her wig and lashes.  This is a creative outlet. Nobody says “Can you stop painting so we can see the real you?” or “Can you stop playing football so we can see the real you?”  Gosufhsh this just makes me frustrated and I’m happy TLC actually for once made the “weird one” look in the right. This programme could have been made very differently and I think it’s a great showcase of some of the beautiful dolly people that live among us - they even got a boy in there, which is something I’ve personally never seen before!

[cognitivedissonance]

I have bronchitis. Thanks to the ACA, I was able to get medicine for $0. #ThanksObama

[darthmobius]

LIES.

that came from taxes I paid.

[cognitivedissonance]

Well, let my know how much I owe you and I’ll drop a few pennies in the mail. War comes from taxes you paid, and I personally dislike the amount I pay going for that… Maybe we should check “yes” or “no” on our 1040 forms this year for allocation of tax dollars.

I’m sorry you think I’m lying, but I’m not. I qualified for the Medicaid expansion under the ACA, which is partially funded through taxpayer revenue. I don’t think the IRS mailed you a letter saying, “Nah nah nah nah naaaaaaah! This year’s tax dollars went to pay for medicine for poor people mwahahaha!” Who knows? Maybe YOUR portion of tax dollars went to a Hellfire missile that took out a village in Afghanistan. Ooh, how exciting for you!

Comfort yourself with that thought as I use my inhaler, which I would not have been able to afford without the ACA.

[nudityandnerdery]

"LIES That wasn’t free, my taxes paid for that! Why can’t people just suffer, so our money can go to place I’m not complaining about, like giving money to profitable companies?"

[lcgccx]

I’m pissed that this has less notes than… well, just about everything. I’ve got a thing about video game console sales figures on my dash that has four times as many as this one. And even that’s not very many notes. People who spent so much time fighting against the ACA should go jump off of a cliff somewhere.

[soryenn-blog]

"that came from taxes I paid"

Yeah. What’s the problem?

[cognitivedissonance]

Best summary ↑

I pay taxes, too. And I’d like to see those tax dollars go towards providing health care and lowering costs for all.

[sourcedumal]

Homie was too mad. “How dare you get meds off my tax dollars! How dare u!”

[jacka-nope]

This is how my parents think, can’t give a few cents to help the less fortunate, and it sickens me I’d gladly be taxed a tiny bit more so my future spouse can get the medicines she needs Why is it so common to be so selfish? What happened to helping each other? I bet if that rude commentator was in need of medicine he would gladly snatch up cheaper meds that others helped pay for

[lokihiddleston]