hikadoodoo:

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cardcaptor

fairycosmos:

btw they just passed a law that said it’s illegal not to treat me really niceys

ihopeucomehomesoon:

(shrugs) well i have to be brave

iloveycu:

“you’re so sweet!” thank you i have abandonment issues

transmascmikey:

does anyone want to lay on the floor with me and be weird

pale-chartreuse:

apollos-boyfriend:

apollos-boyfriend:

so my younger cousin is flying in to visit from brazil on sunday, and will be staying here for like, the entirety of july. which, don’t get me wrong, is super cool! i love the kid! but it felt like a super weird move, considering his parents are the SUPER strict and borderline helicopter parents. even the smallest prank/roughousing with him/his little sister would lead to a strict talking to from his parents, he couldn’t ever do anything without their clear permission, that sort of stuff. so letting him fly at alone at 16 to a whole different country and stay there for a whole month seemed WILDLY out of character. additionally, it just felt like a super last-minute trip. it’s not like we have any plans to do when he gets here, and the flight itself and stuff only got booked like, midway through june.

and i was talking to my mom about it, kind of trying to nudge some answers out of her, and after a while she went, “yeah, i think they’re sending him over here to get away for his boyfriend. see if the distance breaks them off.” which, first of all, surprised me because last i checked, they didn’t KNOW he had a boyfriend. literally everyone in the family did EXCEPT for them because while that entire side of the family being semi-conservative, his parents (mostly his dad) are EXTREMELY old-fashioned. so clearly something already went wrong. and considering the only reason the rest of the family knew is because one person found out and it spread like wildfire, i have a sneaking suspicion he wasn’t the one to tell them, either.

and second of all. they’re sending him HERE. to try to make him forget his homosexuality. i couldn’t do anything but just wordlessly gesture to the multiple pride flags scattered around my room, then to myself, because really? he has like two other cousins in the us and they’re sending him to me? honey i am about to introduce this kid to queer scenes you have never even heard of. he’ll be returning home with labels only shrimp can perceive

not every gay person is the evil faggot trying to convert your kid to the gay agenda like the media claims, but i sure am

he’ll be returning home with labels only shrimp can perceive

wizardfan:

f3mboyfucker:

reslake:

a car goes full speed off a cliff and explodes at the bottom and when the smoke clears it’s actually just perfectly parallel parked

a second car somewhere in the world perfectly parallel parks and when you think the car is finally aligned it spontaneously combusts and explodes

the law of equivalent exchange

the-punforgiven:

I wish wizards were real so bad imagine coming out of a wal mart and seeing some guy with long robes and a big hat in the parking lot surrounded by wacky particle effects screaming some shit like “By the moon and the starlight, by the shield and the sword, I summon to me, my Honda Accord!” And then just getting into his car and driving off

treeembrace:

I almost never posted when I used reddit. I left comments maybe once every few weeks. But here on Tumblr I feel like I need to be posting something. I know I don’t really, but I’ve got 5 followers for some reason. I have a responsibility now. I wasn’t ready to have kids, but here they are, all 5 of them, and I need to keep them fed. Here, my children, have a meager text post.

I am rewarded for my efforts with a little pop up that says some people reblogged my post. Once again, I cannot imagine why they would do that, but here we are. Back in the reddit lands, there were no tantalizing little notifications for upvotes. There was a little ticker for people to click, but that’s passive. I got over a thousand upvotes once and I said “neat.” But here on Tumblr, these interactions are active. If I get reblogged, it’s not just a passing bit of reassurance. It’s someone actually taking the garbage I just spewed out and sticking it up on the fridge for everyone to see.

I’m up on the fridges of like 10 strangers. And I want more.

zfedraws:

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Back on my bullshit

uniquetosmbody:

start of the great journey was like that I swear:

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