thecatblr:

horsiie:

smart people can get stressed out by school

smart people can get stressed out by school

smart people can get stressed out by school

  • smart people can get stressed out by school
  • smart people can get stressed out by school
  • smart people can get stressed out by school
  • SMART PEOPLE CAN BE STRESSED OUT BY SCHOOL

Smart people can become so stressed out by school that they dont care about grades anymore

batter-sempai:

jamiejedi:

wittyandcharming:

sheepy-doodle:

ursulavernon:

bogleech:

ceruleancynic:

mmejack:

wittyandcharming:

THESE PARENT BIRDS ARE SO BEAUTIFUL LIKE BIRDY DRAG QUEENS WITH FLAWLESS EYELINER AND THE BABY LOOKS LIKE AN UNFINISHED MUPPET AND I’M DEAD.

These perfectly done up geisha are just so proud of their strange little alien sock puppet.

this picture makes me happy

Every time I see this I think I laugh harder
They really do look so proud
So serious, so dignified as they bask together in the stupid looking lint monster that came out of one of their butts

I love this!



OH MY GOD YOU GUYS

YOU MAY NEVER COMPLAIN ABOUT THIS POST GETTING NOTES AGAIN

Looks like me and my parents in every family photo.

batter-sempai:

jamiejedi:

wittyandcharming:

sheepy-doodle:

ursulavernon:

bogleech:

ceruleancynic:

mmejack:

wittyandcharming:

THESE PARENT BIRDS ARE SO BEAUTIFUL LIKE BIRDY DRAG QUEENS WITH FLAWLESS EYELINER AND THE BABY LOOKS LIKE AN UNFINISHED MUPPET AND I’M DEAD.

These perfectly done up geisha are just so proud of their strange little alien sock puppet.

this picture makes me happy

Every time I see this I think I laugh harder

They really do look so proud

So serious, so dignified as they bask together in the stupid looking lint monster that came out of one of their butts

I love this!

OH MY GOD YOU GUYS

YOU MAY NEVER COMPLAIN ABOUT THIS POST GETTING NOTES AGAIN

Looks like me and my parents in every family photo.

emphasisonthehomo:

Queer subtext in media is nice and all, but have you considered:

  • Including actual queer characters instead of vague metaphors for queer characters.

neednt:

viderudeath:

kaworushin:

i wish i was a boy instead of a girl they dont have periods and they dont get as many unwelcome sexual comments as girls do 

boys have to deal with girls on their periods

shove a cactus in your anus buddy

faultinourstarsmovie:

One note = one vote. Like or reblog to vote for your state! Go New York! 

faultinourstarsmovie:

One note = one vote. Like or reblog to vote for your state! Go New York! 

shadesofnerdness:


The Paper Bag Princess by Robert Munsch 
published: May 1, 1980
““Elizabeth was a beautiful princess. She lived in a castle and had expensive princess clothes. She was going to marry a prince named Ronald.
Unfortunately, a dragon smashed her castle, burned all her clothes with his fiery breath, and carried off Prince Ronald.
Elizabeth decided to chase the dragon and get Ronald back. She looked everywhere for something to wear, but the only thing she could find that was not burnt was a paper bag. So she put on the paper bag and followed the dragon. He was easy to follow, because he left a trail of burnt forests and horses’ bones.
Finally, Elizabeth came to a cave with a large door that had a huge knocker on it. She took hold of the knocker and banged on the door. The dragon stuck his nose out of the door and said, “Well, a princess! I love to eat princesses, but I have already eaten a whole castle today. I am a very busy dragon. Come back tomorrow.” He slammed the door so fast that Elizabeth almost got her nose caught.
Elizabeth grabbed the knocker and banged on the door again. The dragon stuck his nose out of the door and said, “Go away. I love to eat princesses, but I have already eaten a whole castle today. I am a very busy dragon. Come back tomorrow.” “Wait,” shouted Elizabeth. “Is it true that you are the smartest and fiercest dragon in the whole world?” “Yes,” said the dragon.
“Is it true,” said Elizabeth, “that you can burn up ten forests with your fiery breath?” “Oh, yes,” said the dragon, and he took a huge, deep breath and breathed out so much fire that he burnt up fifty forests.
“Fantastic,” said Elizabeth, and the dragon took another huge breath and breathed out so much fire that he burnt up one hundred forests. “Magnificent,” said Elizabeth, and the dragon took another huge breath, but this time nothing came out. The dragon didn’t even have enough fire left to cook a meatball.
Elizabeth said, “Dragon, is it true that you can fly around the world in just ten seconds?” “Why, yes,” said the dragon, and jumped up and flew all the way around the world in just ten seconds. He was very tired when he got back, but Elizabeth shouted, “Fantastic, do it again!”
So the dragon jumped up and flew around the whole world in just twenty seconds. When he got back he was too tired to talk, and he lay down and went straight to sleep.
Elizabeth whispered, very softly, “Hey, dragon.” The dragon didn’t move at all. She lifted up the dragon’s ear and put her head right inside. She shouted as loud as she could, “Hey dragon!” The dragon was so tired he didn’t even move.
Elizabeth walked right over the dragon and opened the door to the cave. There was Prince Ronald. He looked at her and said, “Elizabeth, you are a mess! You smell like ashes, your hair is all tangled and you are wearing a dirty old paper bag. Come back when you are dressed like a real princess.”
“Ronald,” said Elizabeth, “your clothes are really pretty and your hair is very neat. You look like a real prince, but you are a bum.”
They didn’t get married after all.””

"This story is a success because it is real. There are no princes but there are a lot of bums, and you don’t want to marry one." 
-Robert Munch 


my favorite

shadesofnerdness:

The Paper Bag Princess by Robert Munsch 

published: May 1, 1980

““Elizabeth was a beautiful princess. She lived in a castle and had expensive princess clothes. She was going to marry a prince named Ronald.

Unfortunately, a dragon smashed her castle, burned all her clothes with his fiery breath, and carried off Prince Ronald.

Elizabeth decided to chase the dragon and get Ronald back. She looked everywhere for something to wear, but the only thing she could find that was not burnt was a paper bag. So she put on the paper bag and followed the dragon. He was easy to follow, because he left a trail of burnt forests and horses’ bones.

Finally, Elizabeth came to a cave with a large door that had a huge knocker on it. She took hold of the knocker and banged on the door. The dragon stuck his nose out of the door and said, “Well, a princess! I love to eat princesses, but I have already eaten a whole castle today. I am a very busy dragon. Come back tomorrow.” He slammed the door so fast that Elizabeth almost got her nose caught.

Elizabeth grabbed the knocker and banged on the door again. The dragon stuck his nose out of the door and said, “Go away. I love to eat princesses, but I have already eaten a whole castle today. I am a very busy dragon. Come back tomorrow.” “Wait,” shouted Elizabeth. “Is it true that you are the smartest and fiercest dragon in the whole world?” “Yes,” said the dragon.

“Is it true,” said Elizabeth, “that you can burn up ten forests with your fiery breath?” “Oh, yes,” said the dragon, and he took a huge, deep breath and breathed out so much fire that he burnt up fifty forests.

“Fantastic,” said Elizabeth, and the dragon took another huge breath and breathed out so much fire that he burnt up one hundred forests. “Magnificent,” said Elizabeth, and the dragon took another huge breath, but this time nothing came out. The dragon didn’t even have enough fire left to cook a meatball.

Elizabeth said, “Dragon, is it true that you can fly around the world in just ten seconds?” “Why, yes,” said the dragon, and jumped up and flew all the way around the world in just ten seconds. He was very tired when he got back, but Elizabeth shouted, “Fantastic, do it again!”

So the dragon jumped up and flew around the whole world in just twenty seconds. When he got back he was too tired to talk, and he lay down and went straight to sleep.

Elizabeth whispered, very softly, “Hey, dragon.” The dragon didn’t move at all. She lifted up the dragon’s ear and put her head right inside. She shouted as loud as she could, “Hey dragon!” The dragon was so tired he didn’t even move.

Elizabeth walked right over the dragon and opened the door to the cave. There was Prince Ronald. He looked at her and said, “Elizabeth, you are a mess! You smell like ashes, your hair is all tangled and you are wearing a dirty old paper bag. Come back when you are dressed like a real princess.”

“Ronald,” said Elizabeth, “your clothes are really pretty and your hair is very neat. You look like a real prince, but you are a bum.”

They didn’t get married after all.””

"This story is a success because it is real. There are no princes but there are a lot of bums, and you don’t want to marry one."

-Robert Munch 

my favorite

dexualthoughts:

Reblog this and I will a mini smut based off your URL

reedustein:

brbtheresamanonmyroof:

tyleroakley:

ichthyologist:

samspiderman:

ok we had to watch this in chem class

that sexual tension

that spill was not an accident

So does your lab partner get to watch for the whole 15 minutes?

I PHSYCOALLY CANT BRETHA HEALP

NEVER FORGET

sektumsempra:

musicalofethics:

me dad’s a muggle

                                                                 mam’s a witch

bitofanastyshockforhimwhenhefoundout

anescapedfish:

panicatthewhorehouse:

god-particle:

wonderfloniumandfezzes:

nerdsforthebirds:

neurophagy:

sonnetstockmar:

a bisexual pop group called Both Directions

a pansexual pop group called All Directions

an asexual pop group called No Directions

a questioning pop group called Which Direction

a helpful pop group called That Direction

a lost pop group called Can I Have Directions

a married pop group called Dammit Why Won’t You Just Ask For Directions

rinmatsuokasfree:

the-singular-experience:

a-mock-turtle:

federalists:

are you really bisexual?

Prove it, complete this bisexual obstacle course

omg can I please?

that sounds fun

Like some kind of bisexual Wipeout

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If you think the Bisexual Obstacle course was hard, just wait until you see the Pansexual’s Labyrinth.

I wasn’t sure if I was going to reblog this until I saw “Pansexual’s Labyrinth”.

On depression

jacobisafreshman:

I write this because I know too many who need that help, but aren’t getting it. I shouldn’t even say “too many”, any one person not getting the help they need is too many. 

I am a very lucky man. 
I have never suffered from any mental disorders, chemical imbalances or forms of depression. Where I have dealt with immense sadness, frustration and self-hatred, I have never had to rely on therapy or medication.

I cannot claim to understand how depression feels, but I do understand how it affects those around me. I see how they slow down and struggle with their surroundings; how it overwhelms their mindsets. Wonderful people capable of wonderful things brought down by an uncontrollable and unseeable weight. 

I am not a professional on this topic, so I will not pretend to know the actions required to fix the issues of depression. That said, I know those suffering need to receive help from those who are professionals. 

I write this post because those of us lucky ones must put our full support behind those suffering. Depression is an illness, not an identity. Our peers with this illness do not deserve alienation, they deserve treatment and we should be helping them to get that treatment.

If you know someone suffering from depression, I urge you to reach out to them, to look after them and to help them find help.

If you are suffering from depression, I urge you be courageous and to reach out to both loved ones and your doctor to find the help you need.

You will beat this, and you will thrive.

This is great, from a great guy I knew for a weekend. Rock on.