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do you ever just have an extremely dirty thought out of nowhere and u kind of just scare yourself
and then you start worrying about mind readers
(Source: classyandcrassy, via fandomsareinmymindpalace)
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Two Sides of Tumblr
omg this took forever but i’m so glad to be done. i don’t even know what to say about this ok but click to enlarge
This piece is officially available for print here! Please go ahead a buy one to support a growing (amateur) artist like me!
Hipster and Fandom Karp were twin sisters and mortal enemies. Hipster never stopped talking about how she was born first, and Fandom took revenge by constantly stealing Hipster’s stuff, or interpreting everything she said as something completely unintended. Generally, they ignored each other, a feat made easier by the fact that Hipster slept at night (in fact, she liked to go to bed and wake up early, before anyone else, and enjoy the solitude) and Fandom was mostly nocturnal. They would literally pass each other in the kitchen at 5am, Fandom putting away the dishes from her midnight snack before going to bed and Hipster dressed for the day, armed with her camera, ready to go take a walk in the pre-dawn light. They would nod at each other, maybe say hi, then go their separate ways.
They understood each other better than anyone else. Hipster had a group of associates with whom she spent time discussing deep things; she usually updated her blog via phone. Fandom rarely left the house, but chatted constantly (by typing) with people across the world. Yet ultimately, it was each other who they leaned on when the Zuckerberg kids across the street laughed at their apparent lack of friends, or when (god forbid) stupid, low-tech people were accidentally involved. Because Fandom could get just as deep as Hipster, and Hipster could just just as intense about things as Fandom, and they were sisters.
i cried
the tumblr legend
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the best thing about this picture is that the more you look at it the worse it gets
I will never not reblog this
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In the Chamber of Secrets, when Dobby first appears in Harry’s bedroom, Dobby tells Harry about how he has heard all about Harry’s greatness.
But if he serves the Malfoys and rarely leaves the Manor, who told Dobby these things?
My money is on Draco.
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I JUST REALIZED SOMETHING
ATTRACTIVE
ATTRACTIVE
YOU’RE ATTRACTIVE BECAUSE YOU ATTRACT PEOPLE
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i wish i had an extremely attractive guy friend that every single girl liked and he secretly had a crush on me and i secretly had a crush on him and then we get in argument and he kisses me
(Source: theukings, via twerkingmywaydownt0wn)
Now that we are all grown up and can afford these fancy toys, shouldn’t our retro systems grow up too? With the RetroN 5, you will be able to play all of your games in full HD glory. Only in your wildest dreams can you imagine a console so magnificent.
- Five cartridge ports for NES, SNES, Genesis, Famicom and GBA
- HDMI output with upconversion on HDTVs
- Bluetooth wireless controller
- Two original controller ports for each platform (6 total)
- PAL and NTSC cartridge compatibility
andiamburdenedwithgloriousfeels:
what i’m looking for in a man:
- will lend me his hoodies
- good sense of humor
- is a cutie patootie
- will slay my enemies in a brutal display of violence and paint his face with their blood
- good taste in music
Dean Winchester.
You’re looking for Dean Winchester
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So let me tell you about the shittiest parent on the motherfucking planet.
I work at a grocery store and this man comes in with his 11 year old son. He buys a pack a cigarettes and a two cases of beer. The son was holding a two dollar drawing pad and placed it on the belt and I guess the dad didn’t notice it at first but when I was about to scan the pad he asked where’d it have come from and turned towards the kid and asked “Did you put that shit up there?”. He told me to put it back and then told his 11 year old child that he “ain’t paying for that gay ass notebook.”. So I looked at the kid, who was close to tears and saying how he ran out of paper at home and my heart broke. So I gave the pad to him, for free, and told the dad I would take care of it. I gave the kid some tokens for a game outside and said I would look forward to buying some of his drawings and paintings when he’s all famous. He kids face was so priceless and I thought everything was good. But then, about 10 ten minutes after giving the kid his notebook, I walked outside and saw this. The drawing pad all ripped up and tossed on the pavement. I could only imagine what happened in the parking lot, but I know that that poor kid heart is fucking ripped apart, just like this pad.
I’m fucking horrified that there are parents like this, who, just because it’s not masculine or gender specificthey won’t let their children follow their true passions or explore interests that lead to their happiness. Even more so, I’m horrified that parents don’t care about the fine arts anymore because it doesn’t have job security. Since when did it ever matter to a child if their passion makes them money or not? Parenting is about supporting whatever makes your child happy. Have some fucking consideration for your child’s wants not your homophobic and anti-art ideals.
(Source: a-game-of-romance-and-winchester, via kill-whitepeople)
