if puppies could talk I would never even try to make human friends ever again.
Dog Works at Airport Returning Passenger’s Lost Items
I would leave anything behind on a plane if it meant I got to see a beagle galloping towards me
this lady danced for all eternity
literally, mother nature.
I don’t care if I’ve already reblogged this.
nature is rad as fuck
Recently Kaige told us he wishes he could be both a boy and a girl because he likes playing princesses as much as ninjas and he doesn’t want to get made fun of. So we bought him a tutu and gave him a makeover. Meet the new and improved Kaige. If you have a problem with it please keep it to yourself and kindly stay out of his life. Which would be a shame because as you can see he’s freakin’ awesome! #letmebeme #mumblr #stopbullying
WHAT A FUCKING RAD KID WITH RAD HAIR
children exploring gender expression gives me life <33
As if I hadn’t already made enough of a fool of myself; I’m just going to let this train wreck keep on going.
Here is a link to part one, I guess: Linky-link
Assuming you’ve either, previously read “STORY TIMEEEEEEEE!” or you just clicked on the linky-link and skimmed through, I’ll give you a recap.
I watch Teen Wolf. There is a certain Deputy that is supernatural, but nobody knows what kind of supernatural. The actor that plays said Deputy, Ryan Kelley, and TeenWolfOnline sponsored a #WhatIsParrish contest. I unknowingly entered into said contest with, well, this:
and my post and one other clever girl’s post of Parrish as Burning Man won an autographed photo of Ryan Kelley, himself, and were to expect it in the mail.
Well, it came in the mail today. My dad got it in and threw it on my bed.
Open it. Open it! OPEN IT!
Thanks Ryan and Much and House!
This in no way prepared me for what the photo/signature would entail.
Very good-looking Deputy Parrish is what I noticed first. I had to get a better angle on the autographed part because lighting is tricky with the silver Sharpie and all. Yeah, I damn near caught on fire with embarrassment. (Also EXPLICIT LANGUAGE WARNING! Sorry, I have no filter.)
"Oh god." *looks away and looks back rereading the personalized note* "OH GOD! NO. He- he- he knows. Fuck!" *parents come in asking what’s wrong* "NO!" *covers photo with hand. Dad reads it anyway* "FUCK! Mom you read the post about this thing. Yeah, well, guess what? Apparently, Ryan did too." *Covers face in shame.* "Fuckity fuck."
(Sorry for the explicit language. I warned y’all.)
So, I calm down after shedding tears of combined joy, at my existence being known by one Ryan Kelley, and tears of embarrassment, at how I know that my existence is known by one Ryan Kelley.
I Instagram-ed and Tweet-ed a picture of me and my photo to Ryan and Much and House and typed this little thing up.
And wow I’ve really pushed the time on this one. I have to head over to my old high school and root on the field hockey team playing cross town rivals tonight.
PS. - Ryan, if somehow you read this too; I’m so sorry about both these posts. I hope you don’t find this situation as slightly embarrassing as I do. But what is life if you can’t laugh at yourself. Thanks again for the #WhatIsParrish pick, photo, personalized autograph, and cheek-hurting smiles you’ve given me.
Fuck. Story Time Part II coming after my shower.
At least my recurring nightmare has been over shadowed. Oh how I hate being sawed in half and feeling the warm blood pool around me only to be put back together again to die in a dozen other equally gruesome and horrible ways before waking up. Some mutant abilities are just horrible.
how do you tell the difference between a chemist and a plumber
ask them to pronounce “unionized”
Holy fuck thats clever
It took me 5 minutes to get this
Oh fuck you.
Smart people jokes be like
There’s good fanfiction and then there’s fanfiction that I’d sell my soul to for regular updates
DO YOU KNOW THAT KIND OF WRITER’S BLOCK WHERE YOU ALREADY HAVE A PLOT, YOU KNOW WHAT TO WRITE BUT YOU DON’T KNOW HOW TO WRITE IT AND YOU JUST STARE AT THE COMPUTER SCREEN FOR HOURS UNTIL YOU FINALLY CLOSE THE DOCUMENT AND CURSE YOUR ENTIRE EXISTENCE
CAUSE I DO
Andre Hamman, German model.
the fact that there are animals who can see colors that i cant which means that there are colors that exist that it is literally impossible for me to envision is such fucking bullshit that i wanna rip open a couch and eat it
Humans have 3 types of rods for processing color (red green and blue). Mantis Shrimp have 16.
Fucking shrimp. I will NOT be jealous of food.
It’s not because I’m fake. It’s because I have a different comfort zone around certain people. I’ll act loud, stupid, be mean to you, act crazy, and do the most stupidest things with you because I’m comfortable around you. But, I can be quiet and shy if I don’t know you that well or we aren’t very close. Just because I act different around certain people, doesn’t mean I’m fake. I just have a different comfort zone with certain people.