February 2012
142 posts
Girl tattoos boyfriend of 1 week on her arm -- a... →
zomgstellamath:
OMG! I was embarrassed to read this.
I’m just in shock she passed up on a Koopa Paratroopa tattoo.
Reblog if, This was a part of your childhood... →
funniest10k:
THE CITY OF TOWNSVILLE.
okay now reblog it if you read both of those things in the voice.
bittergrapes:
powerlesbian:
today i learned that our domesticated talking birds that get loose are teaching wild talking birds expletives that sometimes become that flock’s group call
can you imagine being out on a nature walk and randomly hearing a group of birds screaming HEY ASSHOLE
This would be wonderful
I suddenly grew a need to own several domesticated talking birds with the...
It makes me really angry when people get Crows,...
spider-flaps:
just stop it. they’re not difficult to tell apart.
Ditto. Who can’t tell a bird, a poem and a card game apart?
Racism 101: Are you a Racist?: I’ve Learned:... →
racismschool:
Things I learned yesterday from the many knowledgeable Tumblr commentaries:
Dreadlocks were originated by Africans
Dreadlocks were originated by Europeans
Dreadlocks were originated by Asians
Dreadlocks were originated by Celts
Dreadlocks were originated by Vikings
Dreadlocks were…
It was an educational day for all of us.
Never forget: Knowledge is Power!
“He’s wrong. He’s absolutely, 100 percent wrong. I think he’s playing to the...”
– Congressional Battle Ready: Iraq Vet Tammy Duckworth runs for office and has some words for Rick Santorum (via becauseiamawoman)
Dear Tumblr staff, instead of banning the people...
the-smile-hides-it:
best idea ever. reblog this everyone! unless your one of the anons.. hah
Racism 101: Are you a Racist?: On the dreadlocks... →
purplegoesbothways:
I’m not going to lie. I didn’t understand what the big deal was at first either. I realized however, that that was because I didn’t know anything about the subject. So I went to google, and tumblrs of POC, and I LEARNED what the big deal was, instead of just dismissing…
^^This.
Science. Is. Awesome.
teratomarty:
Someone has finally worked out the airspeed velocity of an unladen European swallow.
No word yet on coconut carrying capacity.
This makes me very happy.
She saved my life.
I need to be strong.
I don’t know what to do. I don’t know where to go or who to turn to. I told her and her friends to shut the fuck up. “I didn’t know you were here. You could be a good roommate and ask us to be quiet calmly.” She really, honestly believes that I’ve been sleeping great the whole time I’ve been here, despite no evidence to support that theory.
But no,...
I’m awake again.
Apparently, “my roommates are sleeping, let’s keep our voices down” isn’t in her fucking vocabulary.
I’m terrified to leave my room, because I don’t know that I will be able to control myself if I do. I’ve got enough sharp knives in my room to disassemble the dozen strangers in my home. Wouldn’t the papers just love that...
I’d really like to feel like I matter. I’d really like it if the people who say they respect me did that very thing. I’d really like it if, when I reached out for help to someone who said they’d always help me when I needed it, that person followed through on their word instead of telling me to, “quit being so emo and get over it.” I’d really like to not...
Still vomiting.
Diaphragm is getting sore, can’t even keep milk down, haven’t had more than a few bites today, and I’m still blowing chunks.
As in, my vomit is chunky. Even though I’ve had little-to-no solid food. And the rage… The anger… I’m almost numb to anything else at this point.
It hasn’t been a good day.
Where is all this chum coming from?
It’s not like I’ve had a solid meal in the last three days. How is my stomach still expelling matter?
I'm so tired I'm angry. I'm so angry I'm crying.
falconfalcone:
I think I’m hilarious and if you don’t agree I don’t like you.
My wit is baskable, my puns are gravy, my wordplay is perfection. I’m the sharpest crayon in the box and the brightest knife in the block. I’m the world’s most premiere stand-up comedian.
And this is all in my head.
I want to move my head
xyrophile:
but my headphones are starting to die so if I move the left earbud won’t work and I can’t fucking hear anything
so I’m stuck like this and my hand and right foot are falling asleep
that is a face of sheer desperation if I’ve ever seen one
OMG YOUR ADORABLE POUTY FACE!!! D:
It's astounding to me how people I place so little...
“Gay people wanna get married. I just wanna be able to use the public restroom...”
– What about Trans rights? (via trans-doc)
Singing Ingrid Michaelson songs to myself while...
Maybe a little tumblr will help me slee-… Fuck.
embarrassing myself in front of everyone I meet...
xyrophile:
ok so basically every time I have a good day I can assume that later that day it will turn horrifically sour and I will end up crying and wishing I’d been born a giraffe or something
If you’d been born a giraffe, you could swing your hind legs in 180 degree arcs and decapitate lions.
If you are reading this...
…put a message in my inbox.
If you don’t, you’re going to wake up to a tear-streaked me crying at the foot of your bed, “WHY WON’T YOU LOVE MEEEEE???”
1920's slang terms and phrases.
transimatter:
paranoidandroid42:
popcornmassacre:
dhemon:
For personal reference, though some are pretty interesting, so it can be used by anyone really!
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YES GIVE ME THIS
Dude. Dude.
It’s amazing how many are still in the popular vernacular.
Makes me think of my grandfather. I miss him and his 1920s slang.
Reblog if you struggle with depression, or an...
xyrophile:
depression, severe anxiety, severe ADD, have been suicidal. Et tu?
“If you are a white woman and you want to call yourself a feminist, you must...”
– ladyatheist (via mamaatheist)
BOOM.
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^^^^
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Never not reblog.
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PREACH
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