Everything and Anything

[yourbritneyspearsanon-blog]

Reblog if you actually give a shit about anyone who's suicidal or depressed.

[ambivalenttdesires-deactivated2]

no one should scroll past this

I was there once, never will I let someone go through that shit alone

[justkeepdriving94]

WHO THE HELL SCROLLS PAST THIS?

[blossom-howell-deactivated20190]

I WAS THERE IM HERE I MIGHT NOT BE MUCH HELP BUT MESSAGE ME YEAH?

[anxiouspillow]

You have to literally not give a shit about anyone to scroll past this………

[mira-jadeamethyst]

…I hate the “no one should scroll past this” “this should be on everyone’s blog” “reblog if you have a heart, ignore if you don’t” guilt-trip bullshit.

Just not as much as I hate someone who’s suicidal or depressed needing to see this, needing to see the notes on it and look at just how many people care, and.. not.

[andrewminyardy-deactivated20170]

y’all: bisexuals are fake bc they usually end up in m/f relationships

me, an intellectual: it’s easier and statistically more likely to find a straight person who is attracted to you and compatible with you than to find a lgb+ person who is, especially in small towns. not to mention the fact that a big part of lg community won’t even date us, because they are biphobic. also a huge number of bis are nb, so m/f rhetoric doesn’t even fit us. also. there is nothing wrong with bis being in a m/f relationship if it’s healthy. also. stop being biphobic it’s 2017 when will this stop

[aleyma]

Fabergé, Chick, 1899-1908 (source).

[indigobluerose]

I NEVER KNEW ANY OF THEM HATCHED

[annleckie]

Peep peep peep peep

[the-knights-who-say-book]

can someone write a children’s book about a magic jeweler who makes fabergé eggs and then takes care of the chicks that hatch because this is adorable

[notsomolly]

what if that is how dragons started? some really high-powered magic combined with a massively talented craftsperson and they actually created dragons eggs? And like, depending on what kind of gemstone they were carved out of would determine the dragon’s abilities. Diamonds give you ice dragons. Their scales are prized for armor because of how strong and light they are. The only problem is actually killing one to get their scales because of how strong they are. Sapphires would be water dragons with webbed wings, hands and feet for swimming. Sunning themselves on beaches. They breathe steam rather than fire. Emerald would be forest dragons, with eyes the color of fresh fruit and scales that look like leaves.

[aethersea]

@navigatorsnorth rock dragons, what do you think?

[navigatorsnorth]

What do I think? I think you’ve caught me in a storyteller’s mood is what I think.

Optical calcite can be brittle and difficult to properly work with, but the rewards are great. Small, frosted dragons of Iceland spar become the favoured companions of kings. It is said that the double refraction makes it easy for them to detect falsehood.

People laugh at the first artisan to turn a terracotta dragon, but what is clay but just another mineral? Hardy and fireproof, the ceramic dragons curl to life in kilns. They find their way into foundries and kitchens, warm, always warm.

The best surgeons find themselves adopted by lithe obsidian familiars with careful slicing claws knapped sharper than the finest scalpel. Services stay the same, but the rates change. A fee for the surgeon, sparkling trinkets for the familiar’s hoard.

Glossy granite monoliths guard the finest banks, their flanks polished by the brush of passing hands. For luck. For wealth. Entrust your savings to us the banners read. No vaults are safer.

Tiny malachite dragons perch watchfully over the cradles of children. Their mottled gaze provides protection against the evil eye more potent than any ancient amulet wrought by the Greeks.

[aethersea]

nav are you kidding me these are magical please feel free to write more dragons whenever you need a creative outlet

[navigatorsnorth]

Off the back of this, please feel free to send me rock/mineral suggestions for dragons.  l already have hematite, sandstone and quartz lined up, as well as a couple of random obscure ones.

[aethersea]

guys guys do it nav knows ALL the rocks nav is a professional geologist

[switchbladesounds-deactivated20]

dude where’s my

ability to experience pleasure in the things that give me a reason to live

[goblinbabe666]

adhd is a bullshit disorder like i can’t clean my room to save my life because i’m Too Busy staring at a wall. what the fuck kind of shit is that.

[aledethanlast]

If you ever think history impressive or grand, here’s a story for you:

Right after ww2, Jews were freed, but basically had no citizenship to speak of, and the allied forces weren’t that!helpful. So a group called the TTG was formed to help emigrate (read: smuggle) Jews from Central Europe, to Mediterranean ports, where they would take boats to Israel.

The TTG did this by piling the Jewish refugees into trucks bearing British insignia, their operatives dressing up as British soldiers, and just openly driving to port cities.

If they were ever stopped by actual military forces, they would say they were a part of a covert supply missing, under special orders from Major Tuches. They would stress that the contents of the trucks was super secret and to not be disturbed under any circumstances. They saved over 300,000 Jews like this.

If that sounds reasonable to you, here’s the thing: TTG stands for Tilhas Teezee Gesheften, and the operatives named one Major Tuches as their commanding officer whenever they needed to.

Or, to translate that into English, the event that saved the lives of hundreds of thousands of Jewish refugees was called Operation Kiss My Ass led by Major Asshole.

[jhameia]

it’s real, how delightful!

[psychofactz]

[onlytwitterpics]

[pro-diversity]

english teacher: why is there so much conflict throughout history?

me:

[smoketogethighcustheworldissolow]

Yes hello 911 i just knocked my bong over

[welcometoyouredoom]

[taco0074]

[iguanamouth]

remembering that you inhabit a body and that your physical appearance is inevitably tied into how people perceive you

[ineeduhnap]

*the demon possessing me is now concerned with outward appearances*

[iguanamouth]

[prettycolors]

#8b5070

[redscharlach]

10 beauty mistakes that turn men off. Am I right, ladies and gentlepersons?

[musashi]

thoughts on the friendzone

when i was 5 years old my best friend was a boy named kyle who didn’t know how to knock on doors so he made dinosaur noises outside my window to wake me up in the summer until i demonstrated how to ball his fists and slam them against my doors.  we collected caterpillars in my trailer park and built them houses while we traded pokemon cards.  he wasn’t the only one.  there was ben, and mitch, and noah—but kyle’s the only one who hurt me, because when he tried to kiss me and i asked him why, he told me “because you’re a girl and i’m a boy, shouldn’t we like each other?”

i missed him so much and i wondered why he couldn’t just be my friend like he always was

in the first grade there was rich and joseph and i got sent to detention with them almost every day with a smile on my face.  we built block towers and sang to my teacher’s lion king soundtracks when she’d turn the lights off during lunch time.  one day they got in a fist fight over me at recess, and i wondered why they felt they needed to share my friendship, like it was something they owned.

in the second grade zach and i played yu gi oh under our desks during free time and i got moved for talking to him constantly.  everyone in the class would tease him and i for talking, asking when we were going to date already, asking him if he’d kissed me, and he stopped being my friend.

when i was 11 i met a chubby boy with the name of a colour who wore puffy vests and unwashed t-shirts, with greasy hair and bright blue eyes and a smile that hid hurt behind it.  people didn’t like him because he was silly, but i liked him, because i was also silly.  he became my friend the day he bought me 5 giant roses and asked me to be his girlfriend, and i politely declined but promised him i’d be his best friend because i’d always wanted a best guy friend that stuck around. we burnt our feet on the concrete during the summer and walked home with the sunset silhouetting us.  he talked often about how he loved me, but never blamed me for being me, even though he refused to move on. that boy dyed his hair jet black and sat on the end of my bed playing songs to me on guitar, and all that pent up rage from before didn’t show until the first time he slapped me across the face and called me a dumb cunt.

in the 7th grade there was a boy named ryan who sat next to me on the bus and talked to me about manga.  he’d ask me personal invasive questions but i didn’t mind because it was attention and i liked attention.  i was dating another guitarist with curly brown hair, one who was much more kind-tempered than the other, and ryan mentioned how much of an asshole he was every day.  i wondered, why, why does he think the love of my life is an asshole?  but whenever i asked him, he just told me, “girls only date assholes.  there’s no room for nice guys like me.”

i wondered, if he was so nice, why did he say such mean things?

he never stopped with me, taking me to movies, hanging out with me, you know.  being friendly.  i thought we were friends.  but then, how many times had i thought that before?

how many times had i bonded with a boy, thought they got me, only for them to ask me if i wanted to make out?

how come when i told ryan i was coming out as a lesbian, he stopped being my friend, and said “damnit, the one girl i really want to pound into a mattress, and she’s only interested in chicks!”

there was a boy my junior year who stayed up all night with me until the sun rose, talking about life, past loves, hopes, dreams.  beneath a million twinkling stars spanning forever, he brushed long brown hair out of his eyes and listened to me talk about the history that made me. then he asked me if i’d ever consider dating a guy, and complained about how he’d never get laid.

when i told him no a couple hundred times, he found new girls to listen to.

i would sit on the couch and play zelda with dakota, and he’d talk about all my favourite games with me.  he was the closest thing to support i had, and the letters and poems he wrote me were always so kind and friendly.  but he’d put his arms around me on the couch, and no matter how many times i told him i was uncomfortable, he’d still come over every day and do it.

“don’t you know how it feels to love someone and not have them love you back?  don’t you know what it feels like to be friendzoned?”

when i meet guys who talk about the friendzone, who talk about the girls who don’t give “nice guys” like them i chance, i always want to just say

when i was 10 years old i met a girl whose brown hair fell across her shoulders and whos eyes sparkled when the sunlight hit them, whose voice was like velvet and whose scent was like mountain smoke, who made me dizzier than a fly climbing a sugar hill.  and i’m 18 years old, and i still love her, and she knows, and she doesn’t love me.

but my first thoughts upon hearing her rejection were not “what a bitch,” were not “she just wants a douchebag and not a nice girl like me!” were not “im going to keep pushing her until she dates me,”

they were

“she is the best friend i have ever had, and i am the best she’s ever had, and i would hate to take that away from her.”

so before you play the victim, mr. Nice Guy, before you angrily throw your fedora on the ground and blame the girl you claim to adore so much:

put yourself in the shoes of a girl who thought she made a wonderful friend, only to find out that he just wanted her for sex.  that he just wanted her for a relationship.  a girl who was just an object to win, a prize.  a girl who’s trust you’ve just shattered.

maybe she friendzoned you.  but you girlfriendzoned her, first.

[nyahchatnoir]

I am clapping for this, you just can’t see it.

[howellaboutphil-blog]

okay honestly wow I’m oh my god just

[mischkonsu-m-deactivated2020021]

Wow 👍🏽👏🏽

[bastille-with-wwdke]

Every once in a while there’s a super long post on here and I’m like yea there’s no way I’m gonna read that but I see the notes and turn back. And right now this is the best decision I’ve made in quite awhile.

[dinozavrushko]