*breathes deeply* Shit, it’s Jay’s birthday.
(Source: miseriathome)
*breathes deeply* Shit, it’s Jay’s birthday.
(Source: miseriathome)
omhgggg@!@@@! lookm at my aCTivityy bAR!!!!1!;
(Source: miseriathome)
QUALITY Yu-Gi-Oh
Sweet Jesus.
Oh man, that was one of the best reasons to watch the show. XDD
(via total-son-of-a-bitch)
(Source: miseriathome)
Do I get kicked out of the fandom, yet?
(Source: miseriathome)
I just remembered what was in mine.
Talia is a thirteen-year-old aspiring makeup artists battling with two aggressive forms of cancer. Her makeup tutorials have been viewed over 14 million times on YouTube.
Oh crap. I stared at the screen for a good two minutes before I had my OH moment. BECAUSE ELLEN IS FUCKING DORY.
(via elle-oh-elle-oh)
So my Spanish participation grade is currently a C… and I don’t see why. I use the language, and I always have the right answer when called on, and I’ll volunteer when no one else does. I don’t raise my hand a lot, but so what? Just because I’m the department’s favorite student, I should? Fuck this, lady. Remember that time I left Spanish class to go to a support group? Yeah. Still applicable. Think about it… I, of all people, left Spanish, of all classes. I’ll bet if I told guidance I was having trouble in my classes, they’d tell my teachers to go easy on me… but Matt got calls to his parents. I’m NOT going through that just for a grade. But seriously, what the hell? Gee, sorry if I don’t spring to my feet every time you ask if anyone knows a word I obviously do. Sorry no one can understand the things I say because they don’t bother learning basic vocabulary and conjugations. Sorry I went and learned the language all by myself years ago and don’t feel the need to humor you.
Prompt idea by knowledge-above-muscle:
Write about what someone does on their last day alive. Do they waste it? Are they happy with their descisions?
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- Loose endsby profane tmesis
Excuse you. I think every local paper’s already done that.
— she whispered, with all the ferocity of a bloodstained sun.
(Source: at-mercy)
Too bad I’m not crying right now. I could use it.
You guys.
YOU GUYS.
This was taken by the Hubble Space Telescope.
Basically? Oh, SHIT.
FIXED POINT IN TIME OLYMPICS WE KNEW THIS WAS COMING
THIS IS HOW THE APOCALYPSE WILL HAPPEN. A CRACK IN TIME OPENS AND EVERYTHING JUST FALLS IN. ALL THE STARS IN THE SKY GO OUT. INCLUDING US.
BRI, I THINK YOU NEED TO SEE THIS.
Maybe I’m scared because this text-picture thing (really, what is this?) has THOUSANDS of notes–more than any text OR picture I’ve ever written myself. And I just want my feelings to be unique and misunderstood so I can feel like I’m actually significant, and not just one of the masses.
On a related note, hi, Anya. I’m stalking your blog.
(via solarabelmont)
— said the stupid girl through the gritty haze of the desert storm.
(Source: at-mercy)