ohioisloko:

aradiaofthemegidos:

attackonaang:

pockyxmocky:

now you know how people with glasses see.

WOAH is this how it really is?

YES THIS IS VERY ACCURATE

when someone takes off your glasses and asks HOW MANY FINGERS AM I HOLDING UP HAHA. yeah. now you understand. you aren’t blind without glasses, you’re just a little out of focus.

ohioisloko:

aradiaofthemegidos:

attackonaang:

pockyxmocky:

now you know how people with glasses see.

WOAH is this how it really is?

YES THIS IS VERY ACCURATE

when someone takes off your glasses and asks HOW MANY FINGERS AM I HOLDING UP HAHA. yeah. now you understand. you aren’t blind without glasses, you’re just a little out of focus.

(Source: annstreetstudio)

  • 3 months ago
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Meaning of the Beetle Story before the Viper vs. Mountain

thescarletstar:

The whole beetle story before Oberyn and the Mountain’s match was an ironic signature of George R. R. Martin. GRRM is like this retarded cousin Orson Lannister, killing off characters. The characters in GOT are like the smashed bugs, and we are like Tyrion, unable to take our eyes off from what’s…

  • 3 months ago
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barkingmad98:

lolyoureabitch:

HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO MAKE LIFE CHOICES I STILL COUNT USING MY FINGERS

AND I SING THE WHOLE ALPHABET TO SEE WHAT LETTER COMES NEXT

I STILL HOLD UP BOTH HANDS AND MAKE AN L SHAPE TO REMIND MYSELF OF LEFT AND RIGHT

I STILL HAVE TO THINK OF AN ALLIGATOR EATING THE BIGGER NUMBER TO USE THE < AND > SYMBOLS.

I STILL RUN CLUMSILY UP THE STAIRS ON MY HANDS AND FEET LIKE A FREAKIN LEEMUR CHEETAH HYBRID

(Source: yilk)

  • 1 year ago
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welcometothesoundofprettyodd:

AND SUGAR WE’RE GOING DOWN SWINGING

I’LL YOUR BE YOUR NUMBER ONE WITH A BULLET 

ALUDIGA CORNFLAKES COCKITEN BOOLA 

  • 1 year ago
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desolve:

It will take just 37 seconds to read this and change your thinking..

Two men, both seriously ill, occupied the same hospital room.

One man was allowed to sit up in his bed for an hour each afternoon to help drain the fluid from his lungs.

His bed was next to the room’s only window.

The other man had to spend all his time flat on his back.

The men talked for hours on end.

They spoke of their wives and families, their homes, their jobs, their involvement in the military service, where they had been on vacation..

Every afternoon, when the man in the bed by the window could sit up, he would pass the time by describing to his roommate all the things he could see outside the window.

The man in the other bed began to live for those one hour periods where his world would be broadened and enlivened by all the activity and color of the world outside.

The window overlooked a park with a lovely lake.
Ducks and swans played on the water while children sailed their model boats. Young lovers walked arm in arm amidst flowers of every color and a fine view of the city skyline could be seen in the distance.

As the man by the window described all this in exquisite details, the man on the other side of the room would close his eyes and imagine this picturesque scene.

One warm afternoon, the man by the window described a parade passing by.

Although the other man could not hear the band - he could see it in his mind’s eye as the gentleman by the window portrayed it with descriptive words.

Days, weeks and months passed.

One morning, the day nurse arrived to bring water for their baths only to find the lifeless body of the man by the window, who had died peacefully in his sleep.

She was saddened and called the hospital attendants to take the body away.

As soon as it seemed appropriate, the other man asked if he could be moved next to the window. The nurse was happy to make the switch, and after making sure he was comfortable, she left him alone.

Slowly, painfully, he propped himself up on one elbow to take his first look at the real world outside.
He strained to slowly turn to look out the window besides the bed.

It faced a blank wall.

The man asked the nurse what could have compelled his deceased roommate who had described such wonderful things outside this window.

The nurse responded that the man was blind and could not even see the wall.


She said, ‘Perhaps he just wanted to encourage you.’

Epilogue:

There is tremendous happiness in making others happy, despite our own situations.
Shared grief is half the sorrow, but happiness when shared, is doubled.
If you want to feel rich, just count all the things you have that money can’t buy.
‘Today is a gift, that is why it is called The Present .’

The origin of this letter is unknown, but please pass it on.

(Source: myownlittlecrazyworld)

  • 1 year ago
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Reblog if you know who David Bowie is.

thedevilwearssammyonwednesdays:

A disgustingly large number of people in my school don’t even know the name. I need reassuring that it’s just their ignorance.

(Source: wheaten-terrier)

  • 1 year ago
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thecaptainjacksparrow:

people-should-all-be-onions:

isthisjustphantasy:

fishtwigz:

I DONT EVEN KNOW HOW TO REACT TO THIS

i had to scroll all the way back to the top to reblog it..

the oNLY GOOD THING ABOUT THE NEW TUMBLR LAYOUT IS I DID NOT HAVE TO SCROLL RIGHT BACK TO THE TOP OF THIS POST TO REBLOG IT

WELL, NOT ANYMORE.

(Source: iraffiruse)

  • 1 year ago
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devissitrhw:

Compiled all of the boy and his duck pictures with their original sourcing in what I hope is chronological order.

SO THIS GUY IN MY ENGLISH IS DOING A PROJECT FOR BIO WHERE HE GETS A DUCKLING TO IMPRINT ON HIM SO HE JUST CARRIES IT AROUND WITH HIM TO ALL OF HIS CLASSES AND I SWEAR THIS DUCK IS THE MOST WELL BEHAVED FUCKING POULTRY IVE EVER SEEN IT JUST SITS ON HIS DESK QUIETLY AND SOMETIMES HE PUTS IT IN HIS POCKET AND IT JUST SLEEPS LIKE WOW YOU GO DUCKY 

teenytigress

THERE HE IS, WHAT A GEM AND LOOK AT THAT FUCKING DUCKLING AH I CAN’T

teenytigress

DUCK UPDATE: IT HAS IMPRINTED AND THINKS THIS BOY IS IT’S MOMMY. OMG

teenytigress

DUCK UPDATE: TODAY WE HAD A FIRE DRILL AND HE CARRIED THE DUCKY OUTSIDE WITH HIM AND CRADLED IT PROTECTIVELY AND MOTHERLY INSTINCTS ARE FUCKING ADORABLE

did-venusblowyour-mind

I know the duck boy and he and his duck are inseparable. An indestructible bond to say the least. 

  • 1 year ago
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The first television appearance of Gru from Despicable Me! (x)
“I’m going to destroy your chair!”

(Source: feyminism)

  • 1 year ago
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marked-in-your-heart:

takeonefortheteens:

hashtagsmores:

freakishsweetheart:

general-winky:

WHAT THE ACTUALLY FUCK I AM SO UNCOMFORTABLE RIGHT NOW

image

Terrifying

im going to have a nightmare because of this… good lord.

What.

  • 1 year ago
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therewillalwaysbeanotherrat:

8birds:

am I the only one who thinks it makes sense to have the reblog button on the bottom of the post

IT DOES MAKE SEnSE BUT IT FEELS SO WEIRD

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