Untitled by Alex Boudens
I’m always a slut for deep conversations and exploring our feelings at 1am
listen. if your religion requires you to reject a part of yourself, its unhealthy.
if your religion condemns you for something you cant control its abusive.
if the people in your religious community encourage unhealthy behaviors, its straight up terrible and you have the right to leave.
spirituality is supposed to enlighten you and fill you with reason and passion and self. if it doesn’t do that, you don’t have to stay. you deserve to be happy.
Percy Jackson and the Olympians and The Heroes of Olympus by Rick Riordan
love that stiefvater created one richard campbell gansey iii for the sole purpose of roasting him within an inch of his life across four whole books
“He was still wearing those idiotic Top-Siders she’d noticed at the reading, this time paired with cargo shorts and a yellow polo shirt that made it look as if he were prepared for any sort of emergency, so long as the emergency involved him falling on to a yacht.”
“Blue tried not to look at Gansey’s boat shoes; she felt better about him as a person if she pretended he wasn’t wearing them”
“He was wearing a teal polo shirt, and it seemed impossible that someone in a teal polo shirt could perish of anything other than a heart disease at age eighty-six, possibly at a polo match”
“Ronan looked at him. That look, Blue thought. Ronan Lynch would do anything for Gansey. I probably would, too, she thought. It was impossible for her to understand how he managed to pull off such an effect in that polo shirt.”
Witchcraft has no gender you fucks.
A bit louder for the people in the back.
WITCHCRAFT HAS NO GENDER YOU FUCKS.
Accounting for inflation, in today’s dollars it costs $0.00 to be respectful to service & retail workers
if you are rude to a barista, i will manifest in your sleep paralysis and call you a bitch
You already do that without me being an asshole
i’m crazy generous that way
This year on Christmas Eve Gaud will appear before you and t pose over your bed in order to weigh your sins
im going to lose my fucking shit over this tweet nothing will ever live up to this
rip santa.
Working in Retail in under 3 minutes
i had to watch this like 5 times because of no captions but lmao if someone makes a transcript for this it would be bomb
transcript: “So we have these Santas at work, right, okay? We have black and we have white Santas. And they’re like creepy, five-foot tall, lifelike animatronic… like, Santas that hold plates of cookies and milk, and they kinda look like they could wake up and come to life and murder you in your sleep– and they don’t include batteries, but we have these Santas. Like nothing screams ‘festive holiday cheer’ like a big, hulking Santa. Um. Nothin’ will jingle your jangles more. So, um, this woman comes in and she’s like, “Do you have these?” and I’m like, “Oh my god, yeah!” So a couple weeks ago we sold out of our white Santas, and we are down to like, three black Santas. And so, I take her to the aisle, I show her the Santas, and the first thing out of her mouth is, “I’m not racist, but…” and I’m like, well, I can’t– I’m not in the position to decide if you are or not, but if like– if I could use context clues and infer, uh, I would say maybe that you might be. And three, we’re talking about Santa. Like– (stuttering) did we switch subjects? And so, um, I’m in like, I– the next thing that pops out of her mouth is like, “This is not right.” and I’m like, okay, I’m sorry, but this is what the picture was. And she’s like, “No. Santa is white.” And I’m like, oh no, okay. Okay. So I’m in– I’m about to tell her, I’m like, mid-sentence, like, “I’m sorry, do you want me to go call another store, do you need me to, like, write you a raincheck just in case we we get any more.” And she’s like, “This is wrong, I want them taken down.” She interrupts me, says that, and I’m like, (pause). I like, look around, and I’m like, is she talking to me? Is this, like, my own, like, personal hell? But like, of course it is. So, um, I’m like, “I can’t take these Santas down.” And she’s like, “Why not?!” And I’m like, “You either have to buy them, or take them down yourself.” And that was like, the stupidest thing I could have ever said, because– (sighs) she takes this bag, with like, Jesus’s face, like, slammed right in the middle as a design– it’s big– she takes it off her shoulder, and starts beating these black Santas! She starts beating these Santas down, they were like, falling down… and I’m like, oh my god! What– what is happening? So like, I step in the middle of her and these Santas and I’m like, “Ma’am, ma’am, you need to leave, you need to stop, or I’m going to have to call someone.” So she like, stops, and she’s like, beet red, and like, huffin’ and puffin’, and she like, looks at me and I can tell she’s just trying to get like, a one-liner in, and she’s like, “The Santa I know is white.” And then she walks away. And I’m like, well– I’m processing what’s happening, while also thinking, like, the Santa you know? Santa’s not real. So unless you’re using an ouija board to contact good old Kris Kringle, um, from like, B.C. or whenever, I’m like, that’s pretty impressive, but how ya doin’ that. And, um, I– the last thought that ran through my mind is that, I’m like, I would hate to be in the room with her when she finds out that Jesus is not white.”
‘‘Tis the season
remember the ice bucket challenge reblog if ur a true 2014 kid
sleeping in jeans. thoughts?
Acceptable only when u weren’t expecting to sleep over at a friends house. If you do this in your own house you will be arrested.
There are plenty of people and situations that will make you feel small. Look for the ones that make you feel BIG.
This adorable proposal.
This is why I LOVE same-sex relationships. Like, who’s gonna propose?? Probably both!!
This made my whole damn day
I’m full of garlic bread and homosexual thoughts
As of December 18th I will only be full of garlic bread





