Hey, school's hard

I want to help

CHEMISTRY

- THIS - website will balance your chemistry equations and tell you what reaction type occurred - GREAT for homework!

ALGEBRA

- THIS - website will solve your algebra problems and will explain how it got the answer - it’s really good if you’re stuck on a type of problem and don’t know how to solve it!

DO YOU KNOW HOW MUCH I COULDVE USED THAT FUCKING CHEMISTRY SITE LAST YEAR

WHAT THE FUCK I JUST BARELY PASSED ALGEBRA THIS YEAR, REBLOGGING TO SAVE OTHERS.

I noticed the audio for the video “[AMV] Jon Arbuckle - You’re Gonna Go Far Kid” was taken out so I edited it back in

Are fedoras really that bad?

YES YES THEY ARE

voidethered:

wait, does that mean?

oh boy…….

Luckily, this nonsense doesn’t work on girls.

Observe…

IT’S GOTTEN BETTER!

This post is immaculate

It can’t be true.

And it can’t possibly work on motorcycle helmets.

I must test it.

Nothing happening so far…

HOLY SHIT IT WORKS

What in the world?

Oh why not? This should be interesting.

Here we go!

Were all mad here in Underland!

What the hell! Never Again!

… Actually …

One more time.

Alright, I gotta try this!

Can’t be that bad!

….

…oh my god…

ask-gmodsfmrocks:

This just gets better and better

This is one of my favourite things to look at

holy shit this stuff is back

The Gravity Falls one though

i wonder if it works for flower crowns?

here goes nothin-

w HAT THE

DID I JUST-

WHAT THE FUCK

Okay Clearly something is up.

Hmm… I wonder

I’m sure nothing could possibly…

HOLY SHIT

IT GOT BETTER

I HAVE BEEN SEARCHING SO LONG FOR THIS POST OH MY GOD!!!

I wonder what happens when you wear 8 of these at once…

Never not reblog

IT’S ON MY DASH. ACTUALLY ON MY DASH.

Oh my God, there are so many new ones

Friggin, yis

Always reblog.

IT HAS EVOLVED

The legend marches on…

BEWARE THE MAGIC OF HATS

JDNXHSBSBF

I T ‘ S  B A C K 

a classic meme from when the world was less of a tire fire

ITS ON MY BLOG YESSSS

THIS IS WONDERFUL.

time to bring back outdated memes…

what could possibly go wrong?

eww, it smells like fuckboi

welp, down this rabbit hole we go…

nothing’s happeni-

WTF-

Oh boy, this meme

I wonder if this would work with a wolf hat.

May as well try it.

Please don’t be awful, please don’t be awful, please don’t b-

get wet 4 furry

This is obviously fake

Look, I’ll prove it

Y’all are just acting

Watch and learn

WTFFFFFF

Should…… should I…….

DO IT!

Whelp guess I gotta put on the hat now

Can’t be that bad, I mean what’s the worst a squid hat can do to m-

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Holy shit this is getting so freaking better than I thought XD

CASH MONEY

THE FLOWER CROWN

I FINALLY FOUND IT I CANT BREATHE

That is not what I was expecting when I hit unmute, but I’m so glad I did.

♩~ 

you know what??? i can’t stop thinking about Lance being in an late 90s/ early 00s teen movie.

*sees Lance literally chained to a tree, and Nyma leaving him and stealing his convertible. He’s outside a house and there is a huge party going on inside*

*freeze frame and record scratch* Hi, my name is Lance McClain. You’re probably wondering how I got into this mess. *cuts to black* Ha, it’s a long story.

*Teenage Dirtbag by Wheatus starts to play* *fades to scene* *He’s outside school and walking through the hallways* To start off, I’m a Junior at Garrison High. I’m actually one of the most popular guys there *Some bully yells out “GET LOST, NERD!” and throws a water bottle at his head* All the ladies love me. *winks at Allura* “Hellooooooo” *she and her friends give him the stinkeye* Okay, that might be a lie but hey, at least my friends are pretty cool *he enters the cafeteria, and he is very clearly part of the ‘loser’ group in the movie. He sits down with Hunk and Pidge, who are messing around with robotics on their lunch table* Okay, maybe not cool to you, but they’re pretty cool to me. *the music fades into the hustle and bustle of the cafeteria and the narration ends*

*he waves to them and sits at the table* *Pidge is working on her laptop, typing away code and Hunk is working on the actual robot*

Lance: Hey guys! Ugh, meatloaf day again

Hunk: Lance, I thought you liked meatloaf?

Lance: Not the school’s meatloaf. I swear, that thing is only a day away from becoming radioactive waste.

*they all laugh*

Lance: hey, club signups start this week right?

Pidge: mhm. I mean, me and Hunk already have our hands full with the robotics club, but that isn’t really your deal, is it?

Hunk: Yeah dude, what club are you going to sign up for?

Lance: Uh… well…

Pidge: Lance.

Lance: What?

Pidge: Lance, please don’t tell me you’re thinking of joining the Fighter Pilots

Lance: I mea-

Pidge: *stops typing and looks up from her laptop* Lance.

Lance: I mean, maybe? I- uh… that club is all about action an-

Hunk: Lance, as a friend and fellow lab partner, that’s crazy.

Lance: Crazy? What the he-

Pidge and Hunk: DUDE.

Hunk: Listen, that club is NOT safe.

Pidge: Yeah, I heard that the club president got his arm amputated in freshman year because of one of their “stunts”

Lance: Pidge, don’t be a hypocrite. Your brother is in that club, man. And he’s perfectly fine.

Pidge: Just cause my brother is part of that club doesn’t mean it makes anything they do okay, Lance. *closes her laptop* Besides, I’m pretty sure there’s some sorta “cool factor” you gotta meet to get in.

Lance: I meet the cool factor.

Pidge and Hunk: *exchange glances* … right…

Lance: Listen the club isn’t even THAT cool anyway. I can get in. No problem.

*the doors of the cafeteria open up abruptly* *punk rock music starts playing* *there is a slow motion entrance of the Fighter Pilots, who wear super sick printed bomber jackets with their club logo on the back of them* *three students lead the group into the cafeteria.*

*Lance’s narrations start up again* The Fighter Pilots. *the camera zooms in on one of them* That’s the club president Shiro, a senior who is insanely popular and one of the best students at Garrison High.

*camera moves over to the next student* That’s Matt, Pidge’s brother. In addition to being co-president of the Fighter Pilots, he’s also co-class president of the seniors. I don’t think I’ve ever seen him with any free time on his hands.

*zooms over to the third student* And that guy with the awful hair is Keith, a junior who is-oh-so-luckily in ALL OF MY DAMNED CLASSES. He’s a so-called “prodigy” of The Fighter Pilots. Who knows why?! Maybe it’s because he’s a track star. Maybe it’s because all the ladies fawn over him, but he doesn’t date anyone. Probably to maintain his fake as fuck “cool”, “mysterious” facade. What a joke. *Lance turns back to Hunk and Pidge*

Lance: Pfft. If Keith can join The Fighter Pilots then so can I.

Time to get festive ;))

I know this doesn’t go with my blog theme at all but I am crying laughing

i love how they couldnt control their laughter as well

Can I book them? Are they going on tour?

her hair and lips change to the color of your blog

WHAT

oh my god this looks so sick on my blog

DEAR GOD MINE TO!

Sorry, I had to see this.

YO! It looks amazing on mobile!!!………😔

I just wanna see it i dont even like this movie

Mmmm

owe watt

Okay

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ok?

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“I loved you, always.”

going to comment a little on this game: the overseeing voice talks as if it owns you, and defies your free will. if you follow its orders, you are praised, and the worldview becomes sharper and more detailed. if you don’t, you are chastised, and the world becomes more vague and difficult to navigate, but also more colourful and loud. it’s odd, and sort of eerie, but definitely interesting. take it as you will.

This game really unsettles me. It unsttles me that my first choice to obey, and when I played again and disobeyed, I got really emotional really fast. Failure hurt me more the more I disobeyed. It was… interesting to experience.

i’ve always said we are trained to obey more than to think.

holy shit. i reblogged this the first time without playing. then i played in and it is terrifying. i very much like this, but it will give you intense feelings. 

What’s the game??

you obey everything the game tells you too, even jumping into barbs and basically killing yourself. if you dont youre chastised and even the scolding is terrifying

So, essentially, it’s a game that illustrates what it’s like to be in an abusive parents or an abusive relationship - and how it affects you emotionally. That is horrific and ingenious - the next time someone negates the affects of emotional abuse, I’ll take them to this game and let them come to their own conclusions.

This game absolutely gets it. The most solid and reliable degradation is a gendered insult. The more you obey and co-operate, the better understanding you seem to have of your word, and things seem easier. But what really gets me is the contradiction. You are not allowed to have the correct answer. Are you a boy or a girl? The answer is no, I will give you the answer. even towards the end, your “praise” is “no, I will give you the answer. You earned this answer, but it is given to you by me.” Disobeying makes the world frightening and confusing and difficult, but beautiful in a world devoid of flavour.

great that it’s made by a fellow australian too

Reblogging this for later.

If anyone was looking for the name it’s called Loved

@sam-keeper this might be of interest to you.

This game totally fucks with me every time I play it because it’s so damn real about what it’s conveying.

Let me tell you that the basic idea where obeying makes things easier, makes things clearer while disobeying makes things chaotic and ruins your sense of self: that shit is as real as it gets.

Obeying made life easy. The person you are isn’t, maybe, the person you want to be, but you have a sense of self. Making decisions is easier. You can at least predict how things will go, even when you hate it.

But once you start asserting yourself, that’s when it gets bad. Who you are gets questions and torn down time and time again. The process of getting out is so much harder as your ability to trust yourself wears to the point of being non-existence.

I had to have my abusive partner kick me out of the house twice before my ability to make the decision to crawl back was completely wiped.

It’s been almost 9 years since then. I have a sense of self again. But it was rough going for a long time.

For anyone who’s confused, the first comment contains a link to the game.

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Most people don’t like my art, that’s okay. If anyone somehow sees this. It’s okay if no one notices, it’s okay if your art isn’t as good as others. I know mine isn’t.

Wise words. Sometimes, people have to do things for themselves first and foremost.