Milk Sake

anxiety is not cute, shy girls who get nervous in public sometimes, anxiety is getting to dizzy you can’t walk and then being sent into a spiraling panic attack after a presentation

depression is not “grunge” 18 year olds who occasionally smoke ciggs and listen to sad music depression is constantly feeling numb, and dead and you don’t know why

bipolar disorder is not girls in skirts having short outbursts of anger at people once a week, bipo;ar disorder is someone having so many emotions changing so fast you don’t know what to do and can’t control it however hard you try

psychosis is not pale white girls in boxer braids holding baseball bats psychosis is people with severe issues that cuts them off from external reality.

Mental/psychiatric illnesses are not trendy or grunge. Stop making severe problems your “aesthetic”

First things first- I’m not a native English speaker, I suck hard at grammar and some additional things and -you know.. I’m a bit shaky articulating myself - read with this warning in mind and have fun!

Some time ago I happened to catch an episode of Flapjack on TV. Each time I see it I get more impressed by this show– each time it seems wilder and more vibrant than the last time – just the finest breed of unpredictable. And maaaan I love the location of this show. This filthy, moldy, contagious harbor, isolated in the eye of the dead sea but containing so much bursting life in its small belly. God I love the possibilities of this place – its so fun how it expands and shrinks according to the story, almost as if its it own independent character, it’s silent but it moves and talks and reacts and breathes. This makes it feel so much bigger and exiting – I could gawk  at this gorgeous art design forever, and I probably will, but I got caught of guard and distracted by the the end credits for a moment-

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You're so loud

Pairing: Jacksepticeye x Reader

Because why the fuck not Because who doesn’t want to read about their Bouncing Baby Boy

Originally posted by parallox

You sigh as your eyes slowly open to reveal that you were on the floor. You had fallen out of bed. Another groan came from your throat as you sit up before laughing softly at how stupid you probably looked.

As you get up you stretch hearing a satisfying crack before going to the bathroom. You change into some sweatpants and a tank top not really feeling like putting on a bra because well your not going anywhere. Checking the time you knew Sean was busy recording and wouldn’t be out for a couple hours.

You slowly but surely made your way to yours and Jacks kitchen as you poured some cereal into the bowl. Opening the fridge to see there was no milk.

“For fucks sake.” You mutter as you slam the refrigerator door closed eating the cereal plain. What a badass am I right. Down the hall you heard Jacks recording studio door opening signaling that he had finished recording and sent it to Robin.

A couple minutes of silence you ate your plain dry cereal grumpily before-

“BOOOO!!!!” A scream lurched out of your throat as your cereal flies through the air before landing on the ground. You glare at you’re boyfriend of 4 years as he looked like he was about to collapse from laughing so much.

“You’re such a dick.” You grumble going to get the room as you heard Sean follow behind you letting out snickers here and there.

“Aw come on baby you know I was just kidding.” Jack whined as he wrapped his arms from behind you making you halt. He laid his head on your shoulder sporting his best pouty face as he gave you jaw a light kiss.

“Please don’t be mad at me~” Jack whined again as he saw as a smile made it’s way on your lips. That green haired bastard always had a way of making you smile even when you didn’t want to. It was his best quality.

“God but did you have to be so loud you’re already loud enough.” You grinned as you slipped out of his embrace to get the broom.

“Well you’re loud too. ” Sean whispered in your ear making you shudder. “Only when I make you.” The smirk in his voice was almost unbearable as your face began to heat up.

Sean grinned as if he wanted that reaction as he licked your cheek before running off like a little boy who was nothing but trouble.

“I HATE YOU. ” you scream knowing the Irish man could hear you as your blush got worse.

“LOVE U TOO BABE.”

  • Desmond Edgley: Steph, I need your help.
  • Valkyrie Cain: We have no milk.
  • Desmond: Damn those lazy cows. Anyway, it's our wedding anniversary on Saturday, and yes, I should have done all this weeks ago, but I've got tomorrow and Friday to get your mother something thoughtful and nice. What should I get?
  • Valkyrie: Honestly? I think she'd really appreciate some milk.
  • Desmond: The milkman always seems to bring her milk. How can I compete with that? He drives a milk truck for God's sake. A milk truck. So no, I need to buy her something else. What?
  • Valkyrie: How about, I don't know, jewellery? Like a necklace or something? Or earrings?
  • Desmond: A necklace is good. And she does have ears...
Forget Me {Klaus Mikaelson}

Originally posted by leveraged-buyout

Request: ‘One shot about going to New Orleans w/ Klaus bc you love him but something happens + he compels you to forget him and everything you shared together. No Hayley like she doesn’t exist or whatever’

Author: Me (alloftheimaginesblog aka bigblueboxwiththemadmaninside)

Note: I’m only on Episode 9 of the Originals so details are a bit AU than what really happened. 

Reader Gender: Any. No specific pronouns are used (I use ‘they’/’them’).

Word Count: 1642

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I took the time to read the new Burrito or whatever chapter

There are so many fails with this chapter that i can’t even begin to write them all :))

Drama, drama everywhere

Yeah, Sasuke is always around, uhuh

Copy paste justsus, copy paste justsus everywhere

I smell some “The young and the restless” shit coming up, but do not worry Sasusaku fans i’m 100% sure that this drama will end with Sasuke coming back and explaining the fact that he didn’t bang Karin and that Salad is not her daughter although she looks like like the spitting image of her. Salad’s design was made like that on purpose only for the sake of milking Naruto more by introducing some telenovela crap.

And then there’s the biggest “WTF” of the entire chapter.

Honestly, i can’t even begin to describe the failure of this pannel, like what on earth even a person who barely knows Sasuke can tell that he doesn’t need glasses…..and Sakura is his wife and she doesn’t know basic things like that. For the love of God.

Conclusion:

I have no idea why i even read this crap and honestly i won’t make that same mistake again. I feel like Kishimoto finaly reached the last stage of “Fucking with his fans” by delivering this “Spin-off”. 

And I left because who doesn’t have almond milk? It’s 2015 for goddess’ sake!
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white woman, in Boulder, drinking an almond milk latte, at The Cup

submitted anonymously

HOW U, THE AVERAGE AMERICAN NON-CALIFORNIA CITIZEN, CAN CONTRIBUTE TO FIXING THE CALIFORNIA DROUGHT:

* U CAN’T

* NO REALLY

* THERE IS NOTHING U CAN DO

* mAYBE DON’T BUY BOTTLED WATER? IDEK MOST OF OUR DRINKING WATER COMES FROM THE MIDWEST AND CANADA

HOW U, THE AVERAGE AMERICAN CALIFORNIA CITIZEN, CAN CONTRIBUTE TO FIXING THE CALIFORNIA DROUGHT:

* STOP DRINKING ALMOND MILK

* FOR FUCK’S SAKE

* ALMONDS AINT EVEN GOT TITTIES

* BUT THEY TAKE 10% OF OUR WATER CONSUMPTION TO GROW

* ALMOND FARMERS FUCK OFF SORRY BOUT UR BAD INVESTMENT

* TAKE ALL THE BATHS U WANT

*TAKE A HUNDRED BATHS

* DID U KNOW TAKING A BATH USES LESS WATER THAN A 5 MINUTE SHOWER

*NO I BET U DIDNT

* BECAUSE SOME FEARMONGERY MEDIA ASSHOLE TOLD U U WERE A BIG SOGGY DICK FOR TAKIN A BATH

*STOP WATERING UR GRASS

* THE FUCK U NEED GRASS FOR

* GROW CLOVER

*SHIT’S SOFTER THAN GRASS, JUST AS GREEN, AND

*OH MAN OH MAN

* IT’S DROUGHT TOLERANT


THIS HAS BEEN A PSA THANK U

daemones-anima  asked:

"Everyone keeps giving me milk, and I've wondered for the longest time, but I've finally realized those assholes associate kittens with milk, and just because I have cat ears, and a tail, does NOT mean I like milk for fucks sake." She ranted out, to the stranger, it started off so calm, and relaxed, into angered and frustrated.

Knova stared down at the younger girl, her mind racing with questions that she had decided to keep to herself. “I just don’t understand…” Knova mumbled to herself, trying to take her gaze of the blue haired girl.

the pessimist's corner

warning: the following text post will take into consideration the worst case scenario for our ship and one that, unfortunately, might be a strong possibility. i wanted to write this down just to get it out of my system and hopefully, to prepare ourselves for the worst, in case it happens.

ignore if you don’t want any negativity right now.

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