Ldr Problems..

thiskidisfallinginreverse:

  • RANT: I really hate going out & seeing other couples.. NO, I’m not “hating”, I just really wish my boyfriend didn’t have to live so far away from me..So we could kiss, hug, hold hands, cuddle.. (etc) & I could show him how much I love him, just like everyone else gets to do but sadly, Noooo. He lives in another state. We’re stuck in an LDR (Long Distance Relationship) & It sucks, It really, really, REALLY sucks.. especially when all you want is to be able to be with that person. I miss him so much.

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cpecod:

have you ever had the urge to spoil somebody and buy them everything they’ve ever wanted because they are just so wonderful and you love them a lot and they deserve all of the nice things??? then u realize u are broke and sad

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hatzigsut:

very chilling topic on twitter right now. 

i have my own reasons for #WhyIStayed, and looking through this hashtag, i can see so many women and men who were lost, just as i was.

i stayed because it was the first time i felt important to anyone. he “loved” me. when he said he would die if i left him, i thought it passionate. when he started showing up unannounced at my house, because my friends told him my brother’s friends were over, i thought the jealousy was endearing.

then he tried to kill himself when i left town for two days. he was convinced that i would find someone else, in a town where i knew no one. i came back home, and promised i would never leave.

the manipulation and emotional abuse became physical—but only once. he slammed me against a wall after i made a joke about dumping him once i started college. i hid the bruises from my family, for weeks. that was the moment i decided to get out, no matter what happened. for some people, it only takes one time. others need more than one. and some people never make it out alive.

it is not always easy to “just leave.” it is a blessing if you are able to leave, with no consequences.

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foxyplaydate:

killer-pineapples:

kittendesu:

the-cell-block-tango:

astronomyproblems:

Idk if this counts as a peeve more of an art-astronomy pet peeve

but when people draw the cresent moon and where the dark, shaddowed part of the moon is they put in stars

like studdenly that part of the moon is invisible instead of just being in the shadow

like wtf

wait no peOPLE ACTUALLY DO THIS???

 really stupid question though but like, aren’t there stars in front of the moon??? like??? space isn’t two dimensional so someone putting a couple stars in front of the shadow wouldn’t necessarily be wrong?? because aren’t there stars all around in space and?????? im just going to be confused forever frick uvu; 

hun if there was a star infront of the moon we’d be fucking dead

i’m fucking crying

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unregistered-hypercam2:

unregistered-hypercam2:

see but if you ask me what my all-time favorite jpeg image on the internet i’ve ever seen was it’d be this. i have had sleepless nights thinking about this photo, i have considered writing papers on this photo dozens of pages long. there is more to this photo than meets the eye and it invokes emotions in me that range from incredible humor to crippling sadness, from tremendous disgust to absolute universal oneness and zen. i don’t expect everyone to understand and see what i see in this photo but i just want to share what this means to me. i’ve seen plenty of interesting and thought-provoking things in my life on the net, but this one has to be the absolute highest gold standard for my life thus far.

the first thing to understand about this image is the context. this image was taken from here, a study done to compare how expensive many liquids are by the gallon.
here are a few basic points to consider. keep in mind, this only covers 10% of it. 
look closely (zoom in if you have to) on the label on the bag. read aloud what it says.
knowing what you know about point 1, it can be interpreted as a ziplock bag of children’s blood.
there is no way human blood is stored or contained in a ziplock bag.
why is there a label on this bag? was the label actually a document from the hospital, or did she make it herself?
this is a gallon of children’s blood. how many children contributed to this bag?
was it a single child? was it taken out all at once or were there intervals in the siphoning process? 
obviously taking out this much blood immediately would kill a small child.
there is no humanly possible way that a bunch of random mixed up children donated blood into one container, even if they all had the same blood type.
how did this woman get access to children’s blood? did she move it from a real container to a ziplock? why did she do that?
it looks like she had some problems transferring the blood (by the looks of the top of the bag). does she not care that children’s blood has been spilled on her floor? 
is it her house? where is she? look at the surroundings. beige walls, a bookshelf to the right, wood table to the left with a gallon of paint. she is clearly not at a hospital. 
it’s nothing short of an “”“”“”aesthetic”“”“” that this woman is wearing a blood red sweater and red lipstick. i have never seen someone more successfully rock a flannel shirt underneath a sweater with the collar popped and the bottom not tucked in.
human blood can’t just be tossed in the back seat of your ford taurus and driven home from the hospital to take a photo. it has to be stored in a freezer.
so this woman has to have connections with the medical industry to procure human blood, did she get fired from her position? was she arrested? why was this never on the news?
it is a bag of red wine

unregistered-hypercam2:

unregistered-hypercam2:

see but if you ask me what my all-time favorite jpeg image on the internet i’ve ever seen was it’d be this. i have had sleepless nights thinking about this photo, i have considered writing papers on this photo dozens of pages long. there is more to this photo than meets the eye and it invokes emotions in me that range from incredible humor to crippling sadness, from tremendous disgust to absolute universal oneness and zen. i don’t expect everyone to understand and see what i see in this photo but i just want to share what this means to me. i’ve seen plenty of interesting and thought-provoking things in my life on the net, but this one has to be the absolute highest gold standard for my life thus far.

the first thing to understand about this image is the context. this image was taken from here, a study done to compare how expensive many liquids are by the gallon.

here are a few basic points to consider. keep in mind, this only covers 10% of it. 

  1. look closely (zoom in if you have to) on the label on the bag. read aloud what it says.
  2. knowing what you know about point 1, it can be interpreted as a ziplock bag of children’s blood.
  3. there is no way human blood is stored or contained in a ziplock bag.
  4. why is there a label on this bag? was the label actually a document from the hospital, or did she make it herself?
  5. this is a gallon of children’s blood. how many children contributed to this bag?
  6. was it a single child? was it taken out all at once or were there intervals in the siphoning process? 
  7. obviously taking out this much blood immediately would kill a small child.
  8. there is no humanly possible way that a bunch of random mixed up children donated blood into one container, even if they all had the same blood type.
  9. how did this woman get access to children’s blood? did she move it from a real container to a ziplock? why did she do that?
  10. it looks like she had some problems transferring the blood (by the looks of the top of the bag). does she not care that children’s blood has been spilled on her floor? 
  11. is it her house? where is she? look at the surroundings. beige walls, a bookshelf to the right, wood table to the left with a gallon of paint. she is clearly not at a hospital. 
  12. it’s nothing short of an “”“”“”aesthetic”“”“” that this woman is wearing a blood red sweater and red lipstick. i have never seen someone more successfully rock a flannel shirt underneath a sweater with the collar popped and the bottom not tucked in.
  13. human blood can’t just be tossed in the back seat of your ford taurus and driven home from the hospital to take a photo. it has to be stored in a freezer.
  14. so this woman has to have connections with the medical industry to procure human blood, did she get fired from her position? was she arrested? why was this never on the news?
  15. it is a bag of red wine

(via kittyflops)

misha-in-the-tardis-at221b:

in-demigodishness-and-all-that:

constitutionclass:

england-made-a-spooky-blog-and:

nega-che-chalaga:

salt-water-chardonnay:

latinagabi:

thenoodledude:

emergencysalsa:

Tumblr: #this fucking donut #can we talk about this fucking donut for a minute #can we #because on this donut #the sprinkles just comfortably melt into the icing #you can tell that they are so perfectly in tune with each other #and they’ve come so far from when the sprinkles just sort of sat on top #barely touching for fear of rejection #just ugh I can’t #otp: comfortably melting

4chan: here’s a picture of someone putting their dick in a donut.

reddit: that donut needs to go back into the kitchen and make me a sandwich.

academia.edu: Here is a pdf of the seminar paper I wrote about the erotics/poetics/semiotics/science of donut eating.

deviantArt:I did not steal this donut. I traced it so now it’s mine.

It got better

Fanfic.net: The donut is the setting for a high school AU, were two sprinkles meet and realise they have more in common than they ever thought possible, however, the mean chocolate sauce has caught wind of their secret relationship. Will they be able to make it together before it’s too late? M for a lemon flavoured donut.

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