Juansen Dizon // The Beauty In Time (via juansendizon)
chill
Getting Their Attention 💓
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hi as the holiday season is going to start soon please remember two things:
Both of these things are good advice
I love the sound of the innocent laughing.
This is what I imagine having children is like
is that a property brother
It was
Recently I faced an issue from a guy throwing a tantrum because he couldn’t figure out if I was a girl or a boy. He made the whole restaurant listen up while he asked me my gender. The old me would of started crying or becoming defensive instead I questioned him about my gender and why it mattered to him and he replied by saying “Because it does… The Bible said you shouldn’t be gay”. I asked him more about his beliefs and because he couldn’t answer the questions about the root of his beliefs he got flustered and followed me outside and tried to fight me and then also throwing a drink in my direction. Again, I remained calm looked him in the eye and walked away because I am sure of who I am, the beliefs I hold and the future I’m building for myself. The opinion of others should never validate you, sway your judgement, or change you. Only you are allowed to be who you are, so I say stay strong in the face of ignorance, your light will defend you.
i was going to gif it but then decided the gifs won’t do this scene justice.
I found a disembodied friend while I was cleaning!
I’m getting angry messages because people think the thing on the left is a bong and I didn’t tag it. I can understand poor eyesight, but… Do you sincerely believe that someone who collects typewriters and porcelain deer statues would be cool enough to smoke weed? It’s a microscope from a vintage science playset, guys. Cool your dang jets.
that does not look like a bong
Right?! I mean, I’m sure that somewhere in this strange and beautiful world, there exists a bong that looks like a microscope, but this is pretty clearly just a microscope.
ladies and gentlemen i give you bong that looks like a microscope
Well, I’ll be darned.
Now all we need is a microscope that looks like a bong. You know, for people who are secretly big into science but don’t want their stoner friends to find out because they’re embarrassed.
There’s a lot of talk about crabs on my dash today so guys please go google the Chinese mitten crab
look at he mitten
wit the fur
The whole club was lookin at her
It kind of baffles me that a lot of people never got to experience the Mishapocalypse. Not like it was something that was good, more like, it was something you’d only see on this website in like…10 years.
Imagine you wake up on April Fool’s day. You log into tumblr. Immediately your dash is encompassed with Misha’s face. Everyone’s icon has been changed to that same, staring, blank face. You check your followers. Every single one of them has that face. You try going into your normal tags. Even those are filled with Misha’s face. Nowhere is safe. Misha is everywhere. You go to Twitter to complain about it. Misha’s face is there too.
Within hours of the event starting, there’s already a wiki entry and an urban dictionary entry for it. Gifs that you may have recognized of being popular at that time have Misha’s face photoshopped over them. Repeating patterns of Misha’s face. Misha illusions. Misha’s face OVER MISHA’S FACE.
Eventually, even Misha is like, “Yeah, this is fucking weird. What the fuck are you guys doing.” But it doesn’t stop. People hit post limit. They can’t post anymore. Suddenly, you notice that your dash is starting to thin out, slowly, one by one. There’s a hypothetical tumbleweed bouncing across your dash by 10pm that night.
Anyone who tried to blacklist the Mishapocalypse suddenly found that their dashboard was sent into the shadow realm. Nothing is there. They tried to unfollow people who were participating in it. They had no blog content at the end of the day.
The next day, we all wake up and continue on with our lives like nothing ever happened. It was like a fever dream. What the fucked happened. Where did our lives go for that day.
That was the Mishapocalypse.
It looked a little something like this
and it was absolute hell
It was over within like a day though that was he weird part. There were stragglers through the following weeks but the main bit was over within hours it was the weirdest shit I’ve ever seen
I think the most baffling thing is that whoever set this up did it without it leaking. and it originated from a fandom that had all the subtlety of a foghorn. this was the fandom that used to put those REBLOG IF U SUPPORT GAY MARRIAGE posts on your dash with 5000 flashing rainbow gifs and superwholock edits. A wide variety of image macros were premade for the occasion. it was literally the single slickest moment this website has ever and probably will ever pull off and so of fucking course it was wasted on this nonsense
in other news today i found out that eddie redmayne has a degree in art history and for his diploma he wrote a 12k words analysis of a picture that’s basically a blue square on a black background; the thing was it was a very unique shade of blue, actually used there for the first time ever; however, being colorblind, i quote, he had no idea what the colour was but well, it looked very pretty to him
and somehow i find this very uplifting i mean if you can pull sth like that off, write a 12k words thesis on a colour you don’t even recognize properly, anything is possible and this is the story of how eddie redmayne officially became my saint patron of high level academic bullshitting
Guys who complain about the friendzone often don’t care about their female friends’ personal boundaries, forcing their female friends build more walls up. A good cartoon.
- submitted by Gene
why is he tearing down a wall with an axe
i hate it when your put in the friendzone and made to tear down a wall
Mr. Gorbachev…tear down this friendzone
how you gonna draw some shit that makes you look like Jack Nicholson in The Shining and still feel like you’re the victim
I DON’T *CHOP* UNDERSTAND *CHOP* WHY *CHOP* YOU CAN’T *CHOP* JUST *CHOP* LET ME *CHOP* BONE YOU *CHOP* ON AN INDEFINITE *CHOP* EXCLUSIVE *CHOP* BASIS *CHOP* WHEN *CHOP* I’M *CHOP* SO *CHOP* NIIIIIIIIIIIICE *CHOP*
“I’m going to wall you up now, Fortunato.”
“Ha ha, and then what? ;) ”
“For the love of God, Montresor!” -Cask of Amontifriendzone, Edgar Allan Poe
Incessantly, I heard a smacking, as of some entitled dipshit whacking, whacking on my chamber door.
Resignedly, I placed another layer, voicing a quiet, repeated prayer, “This dude thinks he’s a player, but I am not a point to score, he should fuck off and bother me no more.”
Quoth the friendzoned, “Fucking whore.”
- The Craven, by Edward Allen Bro
edgar allen bro
Oh my god
holy shit
How dare you EXPOSE me at 5:18 am on this good Monday
One of my favorite little backstage things is when people recognize someone else’s job as more important than their own and move the fuck out of the way.
Anticipated or not, we’ve all been there. You’ll be meandering back to the dressing rooms to rest your feet before the next scene when you see the prop runner bolting toward you. Turning, you instinctively hug the wall just as they fly past. You go on your way.
Or you have just descended the stairs when, “Fuck!” Before you know it you’ve turned around and every actor ascending to make their entrance pins themselves to the rail while you pound up the stairs. You accidentally bump into a guy on the way, but you both forget the encounter.
Or that moment every show when you step to the side with your arms out. Seconds later, an actress drops her prop in your hands as she dashes to her quick change.
It’s (usually) wordless, instead relying on bounding feet and focused eyes to communicate that their job is more important than yours in that moment. Knowing theatre is full of mishaps, we rarely follow up or know what it was about, but trust that it was all to serve the show.
