No, boy, you’re wrong, I AM allowed to punish you like this. Now get up, you need to get used to people seeing you dressed like this, we’re going shopping.
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No, boy, you’re wrong, I AM allowed to punish you like this. Now get up, you need to get used to people seeing you dressed like this, we’re going shopping.
I Had a Full Ride Scholarship and I Still Can’t Go to College.
I’m not an idiot.
I knew more than anything that deciding to go to art school was a dumb idea. Which is why I applied to 40 schools, both liberal arts and universities and art schools. And I got in to about 30 of them. I applied to every scholarship, filled out every form, spent the entire summer before my senior year working on my essays and common applications and studying until I finally got a 30 on my ACT. Because to me, college isn’t just the next step in life. Art school isn’t just a dream. It’s an opportunity to break out of the cycle of poverty that my family has been stuck in for generations, to overcome the scars of the foster care system, to prove to myself that I was good enough. College was my way out. And I got accepted into 30 of the schools I applied to, with different scholarships and financial aid packages and even after all my hard work, I still couldn’t believe it. I got into SCAD, Ringling, Columbia, CALARTS, CCO, and RISD. And out of all the schools, I had never felt more relieved or lucky when RISD sent me my financial aid letter, and it was a full ride scholarship.
All the other schools offered me scholarships, but RISD was my only full ride. So I took it immediately, overjoyed, because I had wanted so baldy to go to RISD and now I actually could.
But I can’t go.
Because my scholarship didn’t cover room and board, something I overlooked in my excitement. And room and board is about $10,000 per semester.
I have been calling and emailing and skyping people from the school nonstop for weeks, switching to the cheapest dorm and getting multiple roomates and working my ass off to try and pay for these impending costs. And I thought I had managed to do it: Finally, after everything, with a payment plan and insurance waiver and sleepless, anxious nights, I got down to about $7,500 a semester. With the money I had saved and been gifted from my Grandfather and outside scholarships, I thought I’d be able to make my first payment, immediately get a night shift job at a fast food restaurant near campus that was open 24 hours, and be able to JUST make it in terms of the money I owed for room and board.
But again, no. It wasn’t enough. It’s still not enough. And that’s the problem: It’s never going to be enough. I just had to use up half the money I had saved on emergency expenses so that my family wouldn’t lose our home, and I feel like dying. I would have to pay off about $1,500 every 3 weeks all year, which means working at least 8 hours full time every day including weekends, minimum wage, and still attending classes full time and not dropping below a certain grade point for fear of my scholarship being revoked. And even then I don’t think It would be enough. I have a full ride scholarship, and college is still too expensive for me.
I have submitted an appeal to live off campus in a last ditch effort to go to school, but it’s mandatory for freshmen to live on campus unless they’re 21 (I’m NOT.) or have family that live close. (Nope.) And even then, it’s strongly discouraged. They rarely, if ever, allow you to live off campus. The cheapest possible living option for me is 45 minutes away in a 1 bedroom place. And I’m more than willing to live there if it means I can go to school, I don’t have a car so I’ll have to take the bus or walk 45 minutes everyday (which I’m willing to do,) so I’m just praying that they read my appeal and let me. Because this is my last chance. This is my shot. This is my dream on the line.
I feel like I haven’t slept in months, and I won’t sleep until probably next year. But I’m going to keep trying.
If you want to help me pay for this boarding tuition, my paypal is [email protected].
I also made a GoFundMe right here:
https://www.gofundme.com/f/my-full-ride-scholarship-doesn039t-cover-boarding
I take commissions, I make buttons, I will sell my paintings, anything. Thank you for taking the time to read this.
HEY GUYS! Thank you, thank you, THANK YOU for all the support and love you’ve shown me in my struggle. I’m happy to announce that $800 has been raised! I feel like I could cry, I’m so grateful and overwhelmed. (I actually broke down in tears at work today while a poor woman was confusingly trying to buy a mountain dew.)
While this is good news, sadly I have bad news as well: My apeal to live in an apartment off campus was shut down completley by the administration. The only thing that kept me going was the fact that so many of you care, and have been so eager to help me. Everything you do counts, and every bit of love and support means more to me than I could ever convey. Please please keep this momentum going! I’ve started applying to jobs near RISD so that when I move there, I can start working right away! Please continue to reblog this post, to commission me, and to send me support! Thank you!
Here’s the link for anyone new:
https://www.gofundme.com/f/my-full-ride-scholarship-doesn039t-cover-boarding
I’m sure you can also find other students or families near the school that are renting out a bedroom for a much lower price than you getting a whole apartment
Take this quiz and find out
You asked for it, now here it is. Have fun~
*dabs* got pink and white
I got white?
times are tough. have this blessed short film from xmas of my sister and brother figuring out they can macarena to cascada’s “everytime we touch”
i asked their permission to post this but i don’t think they realized how many notes it would get. they will either be delighted or horrified. maybe both
No, boy, you’re wrong, I AM allowed to punish you like this. Now get up, you need to get used to people seeing you dressed like this, we’re going shopping.
Share this Bran of luck to get a job without any experience
SLAM
youtube.com/watch?v=tc-jMrxgPsw&t=47s
this is cool but why is it shot like the intro credits of a crime drama
…Dessert, but shot like Murder. I think I’ve found my favorite aesthetic ever.
A group of rough looking boys walked past me today and all I heard of their conversation was “he’s got that anxiety disorder bro so I went with him so he’d be more comfortable” and it made me realise the world isn’t all that bad
#this is team skull
The pet store I worked at had a pen with rabbits near the front door. On every side of the pen were huge signs saying “You can pet me, but don’t pick me up!” One day two absolutely huge guys came in and one immediately reaches into the pen to grab a rabbit. Before i could say anything his friend grabbed his arm and asked him “did you see the sign?” He said “yeah! it says that you can pick them up but don’t pet them!” Then he went quiet for a moment and softly said “I didn’t read it right did I?” And his friend just puts his arm on his shoulder and said “its ok, i know you’ve got that thing where words get mixed up. Let just pet these cute lil shits” And I still haven’t gotten over that interaction.
I was walking my dog through Boston bc he likes the likes car rides. He’s a little thing tbh we call him short and long. So this huge scary man with a full beard approaches me like “hey can my buddy and I pet your dog? He gets nervous around dogs but your’s is so small I think it’s a good place to start.” Ofc I was like “yes he’s very friendly!” So this guy brings his equally big friend over and they sit on the floor while this man looks terrified of my tiny dog so big man number one asks “can I pick him up?” And i say yes so he picks him up and puts him on man number two’s lap and man number two is abt to freak out and his friend straight up just goes “hey man, it’s okay just relax I’d never let anything hurt you. He’s a good boy.” I’ll never forget it ever bc I know that man looked at me (5'3 , glasses, probably wearing a sweater vest) and my dog (kinda goofy looking little thing) and was like ‘ah yes the two least intimidating living things I’ve seen in Boston all day he’ll feel relaxed around them’ and went out of his way to help his friend. It makes me so happy
My husband had this Dungeons and Dragons group ages ago, and one of the guys was TERRIFIED of cats. The moment he sees one he freezes up and can barely breathe. Said guy is almost seven feet tall and solid wall of muscle. Whenever he came over I’d put the cats in the bedroom and chill out with a book because my cats don’t like being shut away without one of us.
One of my cats was pawing at the door and meowing loudly, an indication she REALLY needs to use the litter box. I let her out and decide, hey, I’m hungry, and decide to the kitchen. I forgot to shut the bedroom door.
Next thing I hear is the group going completely silent. My husband very calmly asks me to come over and help him gather our two cats up. I go over to where the group is and my black cat, Cacoa, is rubbing up against the guy’s leg, purring, and doing her “let me on your lap” meow. The other cat, Jasper, is sitting at the window, chilling out. I go over and pick up Cacoa and tell the big dude she’s harmless, loves laps, and would be thrilled if he pet her. Very slowly he touches my cat’s face, and she leans right into his hand. He then pets her back and sighs because she’s really soft and purring like mad. After a few minutes he asks how to pick her up and if it’s okay if she sits on his lap.
He spent the next six hours spoiling my cat. The next week he showed up with cat treats and toys because he fell in love with the cats. He told me he was doing some research on house cats, and even talked to a vet about them. A couple months later he adopted two cats and was as thrilled and excited as a new parent.
Oh no a new one!!!
Blessed post.
I used to work at this stable for icelandic horses and every now and then this man would turn up by the field to just watch the horses. One time I walked by him as I was going to get the horses inside, and he went ”I always wanted to learn how to ride but I’m afraid of horses because they’re so huge. If I could ride ponies like this, maybe I’d dare but now I’m too big and heavy for them.” You should have seen his face when I told them that actually they’re not ponies, just small horses and they could totally carry him. His face just lit up. Next thing I’m helping him to get on back. Today he knows how to ride.
A few years ago my sister and I were in Daytona Beach, and we saw this huge, burly biker. Looked like the stereotypical biker: big black beard, the goggles, leather, and a bandana. He also had a baby carrier, and in that baby carrier was a tiny little orange Pomeranian. We complimented his dog and he said, in one of the deepest voices I’ve ever heard, “thanks, his name’s Little Bear!” And he told us about how he’d take Little Bear out on his motorcycle everyday and how much the dog loved it.
Such a lovely post.
Omg this is such a wholesome post
This makes my heart happy
Bless this post
This is good masculinity, this is COOL
THIS IS TEAM SKULL
THIS MADE ME SO HAPPY
I adore this post and now there’s new stories so reblogging again.
i wanna know wtf was up with the dude from ratatouille that this rat could just up and jaeger pilot his ass by pullin on his hair
hes a bottom
So we’re really going to expose Linguini just like that huh
you take one look at the girl he ends up with and tell me she doesn’t break out the strap on every night
nothing could have prepared me for the trajectory of this post and where it ended up. i’m so glad everyone on this website is so fucking weird, thank you all
Reach INTO your local blankey and you will find…
A friend and a girl
Reblog the Cookie of Warm Snuggles for a good snooze tonight…
I believe in Cookie
Cookie believes in YOU.
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pls let this be the start of a trend
retweet this and your dream job will come into your life
ok y'all this is crazy i reblogged this today and i just got offered a job. what the fuck
Worked last year. Give it a whirl, kids.
This heart-warming Disneyland Paris spot features a sweet CG duck who simply adores Donald Duck. It’s the perfect cure for post-Christmas blues!!!
i can’t believe disney has me crying about a goddamn duck
Auditory Processing Problems
• *someone says something* “what?” *repeats themselves* “sorry?” *repeats themselves again* “pardon?”
•"hey, y'see the red thing at the top of the shelf, will you get it?“ “Sorry, what?” “On the sh-” “oh yeah sure, I’ll get it.”
•*doesn’t hear teacher because someone’s pen is making a scratchy sound at the back of the room*
•*replays video 10 ten times to figure out what they’re saying*
•teachers asking, “why do you always stop writing in the middle of a sentence, just write down whatever I’m saying,” followed by the response, “I’m just processing it,” rebuked by, “we’ll stop processing it and just write.”
•*gets really focused on staring out the window and goes through four songs without hearing a single on*
someone is whispering to their friends in the library, you don’t even know who this person is but you know their major, what state they grew up in, and their hobbies during high school. you just wanted to find a quiet spot to do your chemistry homework.
wanting to chime in on other people’s conversations all the time, but don’t, because you’re not suppose to be “listening” to them.
being the only person in the house that can hear that awful buzzing sound certain electronics make
hiding in your room because everything is too loud.
motorcycles were invented by satan
being told that you have dog-like hearing by friends and family
being yelled at for “not listening” by friends and family.
God. God. God. God.
This entire post is so fucking relatable it hurts
“You just need to learn to tune it out.”
Forgetting how to think because ambient noise is drowning out your internal monologue.
“No, I don’t need the volume up, I’d just really like to put on subtitles. No, I don’t need to move closer, I just…”
Leaving the room whenever someone starts talking on the phone.
Pausing your video whenever someone starts talking but trying really really hard not to seem passive aggressive about it.
Struggling to explain why this one sound is the most horrible thing in the world while other very similar sounds are fine.
you’re trying to listen to what some very important person is trying to say, but you can only focus on the conversations of the ppl around you
sitting in a restaurant and thinking the people sitting next to you are being SO loud because you can hear everything they’re saying, but when you mention it you get weird looks so obviously you’re just overreacting.
not being able to handle the little keyboard sounds as your mom types a text from across the room, but when you ask your mom (who is a quadruple texter) to put her phone on silent you get a murderous look, like you’ve asked her to kill her cat.
turning on ambient noises and trying to relax, only to end up turning it off because it’s not actually helping you fall asleep.
“the speakers are making this high pitched noise”
“what the hell are you talking about?”
“THE SPEAKERS ARE PRACTICALLY SCREAMING HOW DO YOU NOT HEAR THAT??”
“Just ignore it, and focus on the show.”
people telling me “how the fuck can you hear the wall clock ticking but not understand a word im saying when im talking to you??” (i swear i’m not ignoring you, i just can’t process your words)
and the absolute kicker: it took me nearly three decades of life to realise that all of the above meant I had an auditory processing disorder because, quite frankly, it isn’t discussed enough. and by enough, i mean at all.
I… experienced way too many of these not to be stunned right now.
cat hate is just so…….. embarrassing
people who hate cats for being “cold” or “mean” never learned emotional intelligence or depth and think that love is only expressed by being submissive and unconditionally obedient
How old were you when you began your fascination with spanking???
I was 12
About 9 or 10
I was about 11/12 and I had my first ever orgasm after a spanking. I was wet and swollen but I didn’t know why or what was happening.
When I saw the first time spanked a girl I was 14 years old, my cock getting harder and stiffer.
i was 10 when i saw a boy on tv about to be spanked. made me soooooo hard!
I liked playing school with my friends so I could be the principal and paddle them.
Yep, watching Pinocchio and the three little pigs with the spanking machine
“Sweet dreams are made of this. Who am I to disagree?“
Holy shit this fucking super power. The avengers did Quicksilver WRONG.
Holy shit
The brilliant thing about this isn’t just the CGI, it’s the clever little touches of humor– mussing the boy’s hair, saving the goldfish, drinking the soda can, the moonwalk, lining up the dart with the dartboard. I notice new details every time I see this clip. You can watch this scene with zero context and still fully enjoy it. You don’t need to know who he is or who he’s saving or why. There’s a guy who runs real fast and he’s saving people from an explosion, and he’s having a blast with it, and that’s all you need to know. It’s entertaining and fully comprehensible even if you know nothing about the movie. That’s damn good filmmaking.
There’s that, and there’s also the fact that his mind is at least as fast as his body. He knows exactly how much time he has at his current rate of speed to make sure no one gets even a little hurt by the explosion that’s going to hit them with the same force as it normally would no matter how fast he personally is going and how slow other things look by comparison. He’ll take people one at a time if he can, two at a time if he has to, and those he doesn’t have time to get fully out of the building before the explosion hits someone else, he … figures something out (mattress, curtains, pond).
Everyone focuses on the speed of speedsters. No one ever thinks how smart they have to be to actually act at that speed without hurting someone.
I was thinking about this last night, where someone noted that what makes an experienced speedster dangerous isn’t just their speed, but the reaction and processing time required to use that speed effectively. Someone who moves that fast is dangerous, someone who can react instantaneously and is effectively impossible to surprise is terrifying.
Marvel had my mans die by gunshot
Meanwhile the guy saving people from an explosion is having a blast
this is what harnessed adhd looks like