other peoples laughter is sweet as nectar and ambrosia... call that acceptance sensitive euphoria
wait a minute.
Cant invent shit w ADHD 😔
u know whats wild. everyone on here like 20 and when i first joined everyone was like 14 15. u ask anybody n they been here for years. nobody new on here. staff locked the doors n were all Stuck Inside
Tag your current age and how old you were when you joined Tumblr
wait ok mutuals what do you guys call your parents???????
Hey! What the fuck is going on in here
no where else
There's having sock puppet accounts, and then there's putting on a puppet show.
There were three grizzlies hanging out behind my apartment this morning. I am scared of the yard bears but they are gorgeous.
What a unique problem to have to text my boss and say "there's bears in my yard and I can't safely exit my house, I'll be a couple minutes late."
Bears? In MY yard?
Every summer I forget how much I fucking love spiders I’ve drunk one every day this week
Drinking spiders??!
You put ice cream in a glass and pour soft drink over it. It creates a thick layer of delicious foam on top of a sweet, creamy drink with ice cream in it.
And yes I did attempt to get a picture by googling “Australia spider” like a fucking moron.
I think that’s called a float in the states. Although we usually plop the icecream into the glass after the soda. Similar effect though.
We wouldn’t be able to call it that because the word is way too easy to confuse with a floater, which is a meat pie floating in a bowl of pea soup. It is every bit as delicious as a spider though. I should get some pies and pea soup.
I would like to announce that this is not a standard Australian food, it’s exclusively a South Australian one and the rest of Australia is just as appalled as the rest of the world.
It’s not our fault that the rest of Australia is incorrect about food.
“average person eats 3 spiders a year" factoid actualy just statistical error. average person eats 0 spiders per year. Spiders Georg, who lives in South Australia and BADLY misinterpreted our survey question,,
i'm sorry but this is fucking sending me
And speaking of scurvy, I am eternally amused by the thing where some ancient form of healing that was born in a time where people didn't know exactly how the human body works, or what causes it to stop working sometimes, that still somehow worked. Like how so many old folk medicinal plants were listed as a cure for various ailments that - from a modern view - are clearly just symptoms of scurvy, and the plant itself is rich in vitamin C.
I recall reading some story, no recollection of the exact time or place, where the king of a large empire suffered from constant horrible headaches and was incapable of falling asleep unless drugged or blackout drunk. Sick of taking temporary fixes to dull the pain and having to be sedated every night, he called up some old sage healer who was said to know how to fix things nobody else could explain, and the healer heard his symptoms and went
"Hmm. You spend too much time being a king. Your skull is packed so full of kingly thoughts that they don't all fit in there and that's why your head is in pain. You need to spend time not being a king." And prescribed him to schedule three days every month where he must go to a peasant village where nobody knows he's the king, live with a family there under a fake name and identity, work in the rice fields with them, eating the same food and sleeping on the same mats. Absolutely nobody is allowed to address him as the king, speak to him of any royal or political matters, and he himself is not allowed to think any kingly thoughts or think of himself as the king.
And naturally, this worked. Taking a regular scheduled break from a highly stressful office desk job to completely decompress, paired with physical exercise in the form of hard but simple physical labour, plain and simple food and Just Not Thinking About Your Fucking Job All The Time does help chronic stress, which here was worded as "spending too much time being a king clogs your brain."
Sometimes you do have ghosts in your blood, though I'm not entirely sure whether you should do cocaine about it.
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The person I reblogged this from is someone I enjoy seeing on my dashboard.
My class pretended to play dead.
Just as the Mayans predicted, the apocalypse came with the signal of a cough.
these middle schoolers read better than my high school honors english class
attackonsociallife
I REALLY HAVE TO REBLOG THIS IM SORRY THE FUCKING TEACHER
the-80s-do-it-better
“Stop being dead right now”
fireheartedkaratepup
That’s the reaction of an adult who delights in what you just did, but is in the position of Enforcing The Rules, so they have to tell you to stop anyway
sdseraph
Every time I see that glee face he gets its like “fine I guess I’ll reblog”
Absolutely losing it at this Reddit post
And the update
She buttered Jorts
The outrage summed in a perfect Tweet:
Yes! The whole point was they were just kids. They were kids behaving like kids. So Juliet is easily swayed and Romeo is a fickle teenager who falls in “love” at the drop of a hat. The point is that if their families weren’t sworn enemies, this probably would have played out very melodramatically with tears and teenage heartbreak. But no one would have died. The point was that this family feud took your average teenage love affair and made it into a big tragic mess. What would have been just a bad breakup for the both of them to get over in a couple weeks became a secret marriage and tragic deaths instead.
some underappreciated vines i haven’t seen in any vine compilation yet i that found way deep in my vines tag
i mean it quite seriously when i say that i mourn vine… but i think its existence taught an entire generation of people about drama, cinemetography and comedy
And also don’t trust corporations with anything