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a video compilation of me attempting to do anything

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spudinacup

I have tears literally everywhere I haven’t laughed this hard in so long. Who thought of this, I want to marry them and shake their hands 

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linaofthemyscira

I can’t even

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sadillite

Exciting news.

y’all better hype this up because this is BIG and is evidence that the berlin patient wasn’t a fluke, and this could revolutionize medicine (there’s already cases of cancers where methods similar to these have worked), and while you’re at it, please join a bone marrow registry!! (especially poc bc these therapies usually only have been done on white patients due to genetic similarities, and the more poc we get in registries the more access poc patients can have to this for cancers, SSS, etc)

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agent-kihyun

How To Get A Girl (Chapter 1)

★ ★

Preface:

The three students sat in Principal Greene’s office, all feeling shame, embarrassment and in Joel’s case, overconfidence.

Principal Greene sat behind his desk, not even sure where to begin.

“Okay. One of you tell me how this…situation transpired. And why it ended in our previous Rockefeller statue being knocked down.”

The three teens began talking at once, overwhelming Principal Greene.

“I said one at a time!” Greene exclaimed. “You! You start.” He pointed to Joel.

“Me?” He pointed to himself.

“Yes, you. Start talking.” Principal Greene crossed his arms.

“It started with a book,” Joel said casually. Levi looked at his best friend and shook his head “no”, begging him not to go into depth about the book. Perrie raised an eyebrow at Joel in confusion.

“Continue,” Greene said.

“Alright, alright fine…”

★ ★

Part 1: Joel

First of all, let me go on record and say that I would have never done this for Levi if I didn’t think he could do it. Levi thinks he’s not “cool”, but he’s actually cooler than most people at this trash dump. I guess he just means he’s not suave, which actually is true.

For as long as I’ve known Levi he’s always had a hard time talking…to girls. He always gets nervous, but he never has a reason to be. I’ve gotten a few ladies asking me for his number. He just ends up blowing his chance. I don’t blame him though. My boy, Levi, is a socially awkward person.

So I crafted him a book. A playbook, to be specific.

“A playbook?! What the hell, Levi?!” Perrie interrupted.

“Hey, I’m talking here!” Joel looked at Perrie. Perrie rolled her eyes and huffed.

Anyways, I wrote a playbook for him. Just a bunch of guidelines to help him talk to girls better and not choke.

Levi sighed and buried his face in his hands in embarrassment. Perrie stifled a laugh and covered her mouth with her hand.

“Would you please let me tell the story? Without interruption?” Joel asked.

“Go ahead.” Perrie gestured.

This whole “thing” started about 6 weeks ago. First week of school. Perrie had come back from summer camp and just like always, she was glowing.

Levi, I’m sorry man, I have to say this for the sake of the story. Levi…has liked Perrie since middle school.

Perrie widened her eyes in surprise. Perrie, Levi, and Joel were seniors. Levi had admired Perrie for over four years. Wowza.

Now, he has every reason to be. Perrie is kind, charming, beautiful and badass. That’s the whole package. Been that way for as long as I can remember.

Perrie blushed and awkwardly looked off to the side.

She’s not my type though. And besides, even if she was, I wouldn’t try to flirt with her. That would break one of the bro codes.

“I’m right here, you know.” Perrie scoffed. Joel ignored her and continued.

So anyway that first week of school, Levi and I were at our lockers and Perrie skipped on by with her friends, like usual.

★ ★

Levi closed his locker gingerly while Joel slammed his.

“Do you always have to be violent, man?” Levi asked.

“Yes,” Joel made finger guns at his best friend. Levi sighed but perked up when Perrie strolled by with a friend.

“Per-Perrie! H-hi…” Levi waved at his classmate as she passed.

“Hey Levi,” she responded casually.

“She actually said hi,” Levi smiled to himself once Perrie was out of earshot.

“Of course she did, you guys are Forensics lab partners. Calm down,” Joel put his sunglasses on.

“Sunglasses? Inside? Isn’t that overkill?” Levi asked as he started down the hall.

“Nothing is overkill, my man,” Joel roughly slung his arm over Levi’s shoulder and smirked charmingly at a random girl in the Hall.

“No sunglasses inside Mr. Casey,” a teacher passed by and chided Joel. Joel rolled his eyes and took them off.

“So are you going to ask Perrie out?” Joel asked.

“What? No. I can’t. She wouldn’t say yes. And besides. Trevor is probably going to ask her out anyway,” Levi responded.

“First of all, she would say yes. And second of all, Trevor Harding is a grade-A asshole and you know it. Perrie knows it. The whole school knows it. Please.” Joel took his arm off Levi’s shoulder and stuck both hands in his jacket pockets.

“She wouldn’t say yes. She’s so awesome, I mean she’s the captain of the archery team, she does kickboxing, plays guitar in a band. I can’t…I can’t imagine she’d accept my date request,” Levi shrugged.

“Never say ‘date request’ again. That’s a reason for her to say no. Listen. I got you. Let me show you how to get a girl. It’s easy. She’ll be begging you to take her on a date by the time I’m done with you. Trust me.” Joel patted Levi’s back a bit harshly before heading off to his homeroom.

“See ya man. Good luck. Just act natural,” Joel saluted his best friend.

“Later,” Levi took a breath before heading to his calculus class.

★ ★

And yeah that’s it. That’s how it started.

★ ★

“Enlightening,” Principal Greene mused.

“At least you’re right about Trevor. I’d never say yes to him,” Perrie nodded. “As for ‘begging him to take me out on a date’…mmm probably not, though I wouldn’t be opposed.”

Joel lit up and faced Levi. “Progress!” He held his hand out for a high five. Levi just awkwardly looked at the floor and didn’t high five back. He was happy that Perrie technically said yes but it wasn’t under the circumstances he wanted it to happen.

“Mr. Posen, please, would you care to continue?” Greene asked.

“Not really,” Levi rubbed his temples.

“Let me rephrase that: continue, please.” Greene raised his eyebrows while Perrie looked at Levi expectantly.

“Well, you see…”

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linaofthemyscira asked:

Hi! I was wondering if you happen to know at what moment gally says “you can call me captain gally”? It’s been a hot minute since I’ve read the books and I’m scouring the movies but I can’t remember for the life of me

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for-ests answered:

Wait he actually said that?!? Lmaooo I haven’t read the books in like 5 years I can’t remember either 💀 I just watched the movies too and I didn’t notice him saying that ever

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linaofthemyscira

WAIT DID HE? Idk maybe he doesn’t I thought he did but if he doesn’t then whoops

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mumblytron

You're asexual? But...

“but sex is what makes us human!”

  in 1916 a French officer in his twenties writes his

doctoral dissertation under

heavy mortar fire.

he sends it by mail, a page

at a time, to his wife.

a week before he’s to step up to the podium and

defend his work rather than his country

he is killed in action.

even as the bullets rip

through him he still wishes he could have become a professor

in French literature and

the university awards him a posthumous Ph.D.

sex is

  a woman breaks down in tears on the phone because

a week is not enough time to

get over a breakup.

her sister drives an hour across town,

comes up the front steps with

a gallon of ice cream and some beer

and together they eat moose tracks and marathon

every

single

Godzilla movie

ever made.

  sex is

she’s late for work but her car isn’t

starting and even through her coat and hat she’s cold.

she knows she can’t be late again because she’s missed

one time too many already because her

father’s nurse was sick with the flu and someone

needed to help him bathe.

the clock ticks past fifteen after and she hits

the wheel like it’s a heavy bag as though that will help

steps on the gas like the car will go

and wonders how she will pay rent

and how she will feed her father.

sex is

  it takes three people to hold the predator down because

even with the cover over his head

a bleeding eye and shattered wing

he is trying to hurt them.

none of them have seen this bird before in their lives but

they bandage his wing and head and give him a painkiller and

put him in a warm place to sleep and heal because

it is right.

at first he is paralyzed and cannot

fly but soon he is taking steps

and then fluttering, and then soaring, and

six months later he is whole and healed and hunting.

once he is gone they never see him again

which means they’ve done their jobs right.

sex is

  in 1969 a girl watches grey-and-white footage on her parents’ tiny television and

can’t quite believe that what she is seeing is not a movie set but

another planet.

the men on the screen look a little like

aliens with bulbous heads and no faces and fat

marshmallow arms

but they are still men.

her mother puffs on a cigarette behind her and declares that

this is progress

even if it was just a small step.

the girl grows up to be not an astronaut but a secretary

and her boss calls her ‘sweetheart’.

but sex is

  a boy is taught that real men don’t cry so

he doesn’t.

when his best friend dies from a self-inflicted

gunshot wound, he locks himself

in the shower every day and sobs under scalding

water until it runs cold

so nobody will see him grieving

so nobody will see that tears are just love that

has no place left to go.

he learns to dull love rather than suppress its expression and

soon the owner of the liquor store knows him by name.

three DUIs, two evictions, and twelve steps later,

he is feeding people at a homeless shelter,

and telling them it’s all right to cry.

Sex is

  the broken man tells the comedian

that he didn’t mean to step in front of the car but the rain

made it hard to see.

he seems okay but his leg

does not.

the comedian clutches a grubby receipt with the driver’s

plate number scrawled on the back

in pink pen, stands out in the rain so the broken man

can have his umbrella,

and gives him the comedy routine that ruined his career

so the man doesn’t think about the pain in his leg.

once he’s out of the hospital, the fixed man sends him a thank-you card

with kittens on it.

what makes us human

  yawning is contagious,

and there is a species of bird whose young we call “pufflings”.

melodic collections of sound, spaced by silence,

can move us to tears.

the tallest building in the world is

two-thousand seven-hundred and seventeen feet tall.

in less than eighty years we went from our first powered flight

to touching the moon,

and in one-hundred from the first phone call

to instantaneous connection between thinking machines of our own creation.

we make pies out of tree organs

and let cow’s milk ferment until it hardens and then

we put them together, because apple pie with cheddar cheese isdelicious.

what makes us human is

the earliestfossils of anatomically modern humans are

two-hundred thousand years old .

we have had pet dogs

for sixteen-thousand of those years, longer

than corn

or the wheel.

the steps we take are part of

one of the most energy-efficient gaits the

animal kingdom has ever seen.

we invented the concepts of love

and hate

and justice, and mercy

and we invented the language to convey them.

we sharpened rocks, then metal, to convince other people

who don’t hold the same idea of those things as we do

because we think

it’s right.

we are two hundred millennia of love and disappointment and

sorrow and innovation and

mercy and kindness and dreams

and failure

and recovery.

“but sex is what makes us human.”

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zielahime

sat and read this all the way through. will reblog the shit out of this every time i see it. holy jesus. YES to all of this. just yes.

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theloveliestpartsofasexuality

Sometimes poetry is better than any traditional argument. I would so send this to anyone who tries to tell you that sex is what makes us human.

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this-account-is-a-mistake

im gonna think of this whenever im told that phrase

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xaveronx

reblogatory

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polykowiak

No offense but literally nothing and no one is and will ever be out of your league. Nothing is too good for you. Nobody has the right to make you feel like you are not enough or less than you are, you deserve the world.

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aquestionofcharacter

if you relate to having an idea for a story for 4 to 8 years with almost zero progress towards actually writing it down, clap your hands

This post kicked down my door, came into my house and publicly shamed me in front of God, my mother, and my cat.