I fully realise this blog's readership is exactly the wrong audience for this sort of advice, but I'm annoyed enough that I don't care: the reason you consistently dodge directly into the very projectiles you're trying to avoid is because you're looking at them. You reflexively move toward wherever your gaze is fixed. Don't look at the projectile – look at the gap or safe space you need to reach to avoid it.
i'm a taylor swift centrist. she makes perfectly tolerable pop music that i can't imagine really getting into. dunno what it is about her that makes so many people go insane
i listen to one of these relatively bland and inoffensive but nonetheless well-crafted pop songs and everyone around me demands that i proclaim it a masterpiece or artistically bankrupt or whatever. i just want to grill for god's sake
*touching his extremely defined six pack* who did this to you.....
*gently lifting a cup of water to his lips* it's going to be okay. *choking back tears* just a few more sips and then we'll get you a sandwich...
Reblog to give a glass of water to every dehydrated actor with shrink wrapped abs whose life was endangered for a shirtless scene
i can see through the eyes of every goku figurine
This post made me promptly put my db figurines in a drawer and im not sure why
its so dark
Melanie Martinez wishes she was Grimes. Grimes wishes she was Bjork. Bjork wishes she was 2 inches tall so she could go inside the computer and have a big adventure
For a second I didn’t realize it meant “high” as in a stoner–I thought “High Geologist” was like a rank of geologist or something and he was insulted you would challenge him to naming stones
great poast every one👍
I have drawn him…. The High Geologist
Can’t believe he’s ace
He is now And here’s the photo evidence:
hey guys…https://twitter.com/MatthewLillard/status/1322648148364324864 so does this make it canon?
the high geologist has ascended
every time i see this post it gets…. better? but also weirder.
I always gotta reblog the High Geologist once in a while.
I love this too much.
Reblog to get to look at a cool rock from the High Geologist
Can't quite cope with how much this looks like me and my dad
It begins
Photo credit to the exceeding bemused sound technician we bribed with two cans of Carlsberg to permit us access to his gazebo.
The Fyre Festival guy just got out of prison after four years and he's already planning another island festival called PYRAT (pronounced pirate) which is clearly going to be Fyre Festival 2.0.
Like he is using the same vague promos as last time, featuring footage of the Bahamas, and when NBC News asked the government of the Bahamas about this they were like "NO, he does not have permission to host ANYTHING here. Please tell us if you see him in our country so we can arrest him."
thoughts and prayers for the funniest fucking event in the world to happen
twice
I LOATHE people using consent/rape framework about shit that's not sex. No, watching a video game scene you chose to pursue isnt rape just cuz you didn't like it.
These people's usage of consent framework to attempt to combat things that even slightly make them uncomfortable is a plague upon how we look at each other in public. While yes, we should all try not to make each other uncomfortable, but demanding that, "consent," be used as a framework to avoid making people uncomfortable is just coating, "I don't want people/practices I see as lesser being around me," in a progressive language. This is why oftentimes, pushback to this comes from POC members of the community, or LGBT+ members of community who'd been more inundated with in-person discrimination and microaggressions. You can't use 1 framework to govern every human interaction, and you can't demand that discomfort of others existing around you be addressed in the same manner how we look at a heinous interpersonal transgression.
Sorry, I don’t care that Netflix shows are delayed, I’m catching up on anime from 1989.
i was in the grocery store and saw an onion on the ground and picked it up, absently saying “poor little guy.” behind me a teenage girl started laughing and then stopped and went “aww. i’m sorry for laughing. that’s nice actually.” and the cycle of cruelty is broken for another generation as a young person realizes that it is not embarrassing to have empathy for another thing that was once living, because certainly to be a lone white onion rolling on the ground in a supermarket would be terrifying to anyone
More gentle youths from @spacefuneral's tags
oh u can have this post i don’t want it
Gee, thanks mista! Oi Avent had a post to me own since and mum n pop died of influenza! I'll be certain to cherish it as if it were me little brutha who died from influenza also
Woss-all this then? You cheeky li’uhl buggah, wheh’d you get that post? Didn’t I tell you wha’ ‘appens to li’uhl boys that steal posts, hm? If your dear old mum knew she’d catch influenza with shame.

Oh no, Officer! I know ‘im, and ‘e’s a good lad; ‘e ‘elped me find daddy when I was lost in th market! I’m sure my father would be happy to let me pay for th’ post! Father is just around the corner getting influenza
'Ere offisah, dahn't truss that littuw giwl, orrite? She's the one wot stole foive bob from me larse week she did, when i was recovering in St. Urchin's 'Ome For Those With Influenza. And I sorer shewwin 'er ankles to some poor gent dahn the pub yesserday arfernoon while 'er ol' dad stole the poor bugger's influenza roight aht the man's pokkit. She's a baddun orrite. Fling 'er dahn the nick.
if i knew they were gonna make my post british i never would’ve gave it away
You: *panicking, running for your life through my labyrinth space station*
Me, over intercoms: You have terf bangs












