Ranty Rant

I’m sorry, I just have to rant real fast because I’m so mad about this. How the fuck can people watch gay porn and be like ‘aw yis’, but when it actually comes to accepting gay people, they’re like 'fuck off m8’ ???? Fucking hell. We’re not here for you to sexualize us one minute, then hate us the next. Stop doing that shit. I am a human being. I am a lesbian. But what I’m not is your fucking entertainment for the night. K bye.

anyone ever: oh what does ur back tat mean? do you like bugs?

me: no actually its about a boy named kaneki ken. first off he did NOTHING WRONG and so long story kinda short he gets captured and they put a centipede in his ear and it kinda makes him go crazy (among other things) and in the end he breaks out of his chains and EATS HIS TORTURER 

them: im sorry i asked

Actual Quotes from my Dad (An English Teacher)
  • Dad:Why the hell did you put a comma there?
  • Dad:Do you even know what a participial phrase is?
  • Dad:Omg. He's like my favorite character of all time.
  • Dad:Who should I dress up as for the movie premier?
  • Dad:Hey are you awak? I know it's late, but you read Animal Farm, right? Yeah. I need you to read this report. I can't tell if I am just super tired or if this is actual bullshit.
  • Dad:Alesha wouldn't be able to spell 'definitely' right if wrote it down for her. She would fucking erase it and then write 'defiantly', because she doesn't care. I hate her.
  • Dad:I need you to bake brownies. I lost a bet.
  • Dad:Omg. You cannot ship me with Gilcher. You know I don't like tattoos and he's like twenty-five. And for Christ's sake, he teaches math.
  • Dad:Omg. Gilcher said the funniest thing today.
  • Dad:Mrs. Ashworth and I have decided to start a band. It'll be called Great Expectations.
  • Dad:It's like you didn't read the fucking book.
  • Dad:Okay. So this week you're reading this book I stole from Mrs. Ashworth's. It's like sixty pages long, but you'll love it.
  • Dad:*puts books on my bed for me to read everyday and demands that I read them*
  • Dad:My son doesn't like reading. I have not only failed him, but society. You aren't my son. Leave.
  • Dad:Okay. So you're getting books for Christmas. All of you. I get discounts on them since I'm a teacher, and since I'm a teacher, it's all I can afford, so...
  • Dad:Fucking standardized testing can go fuck itself in the ass.
  • Dad:I have to teach for the required testing instead of what they really need to know.
  • Dad:Fuck the government.
  • Dad:Fuck the school board.
  • Dad:Close the door.
  • Dad:Charles Dickens was so fucking pretentious, and I hate him, but he also caused change, but he's such a Dick. Ha. DICKens.
  • Dad:I love puns.
  • Dad:People who say sarcasm is the lowest form of humor are assholes.
  • Dad:Please shut up.
  • Dad:Catching Fire was the worst book but the best movie and that feels weird.
  • Dad:I wouldn't get so mad when you call me at school if you didn't change your ringtones to inappropriate rap music.
  • Dad:I fucking hate Alesha. She asked what countries were apart of Austria-Hungary today and I almost told her to get out.
  • Dad:You cannot visit my school in a dress that short. There are boys there.
  • Dad:Barbra Parks is fucking Queen.
  • Dad:I need you to make me a good, relaxing playlist for silent reading. I'm too lazy.
  • Dad:If I have to watch two of my students grind on each other at one more dance, I will kill them both.
  • Dad:They act like I care what they think.
  • Dad:I hate homework.
  • Dad:I have decided to become a politician.
  • Dad:What's the one book with the guys and the one kills the other and the chick without a name who dies and the short angry man? Mouseman? Oh my fucking gosh. Of Mice and Men. I have failed.

Hey you! Yeah you! Do you like Dan and Phil? Have you ever wanted to have them notice your url? Well here is your chance. This summer I am going to be attending vidcon and will be most likely meeting Dan and Phil, and I have this jar I bought but have no idea what the hell to do with. So if Dan or Phil or both of them have made you smile, or laugh, or brightened your day or have helped you in any way, reblog this and I will put your url in this jar, and give the jar to them when I go. That is all. Love you guys and I hope I get a bunch so the jar actually gets filled and not just with a few urls. And for those who were wondering I also put this on my other blog pastelester

That’s it. We lost.

It’s a beautiful day. The sun is shining, the birds are singing, and I feel like vomiting.

Results are still coming in, but the Tories are returning 304 seats, and with 37 still to return, it looks like a dead cert that they’ll get at least a strong-ish minority government.

And this scares the shit out of me. I don’t understand it. I don’t understand how anyone could look at the last five years and go “yes, more of that, please.” I don’t understand how they can actually have GAINED seats from both Labour and Lib Dems. And I don’t understand what the hell we’re going to do now.

Let me be clear: I am not opposing this on a purely ideological basis. I am not scared of abstract legislation. I am scared of this regime killing the people I care about. I am a disabled, queer student who comes from a low-income area, and while am lucky enough to be middle-class and have family I can fall back on, way too many of the people I know do not have that.

Let me be clear: The current austerity measures are a joke. They disproportionately affect the poor, the elderly, and the disabled. The Tory aim is what the Tory aim has always been: class warfare and the privatisation of enterprise. Thatcher never died, kids. Not while Thatcherism’s alive and well.

Let me be clear: Every public service attacked by the Tory manifesto is one we need. We need the NHS. Believe me, as someone who has multiple neurological, physical, and mental conditions; believe me also as someone whose ambition is to work in the NHS. We need proper state education. Believe me as someone who attended an underfunded school, one whose grades fell after it became an academy. We need full benefits and a living wage. Believe me as someone who has too many friends struggling to live. These aren’t things we want, they’re things we need. They’re what makes us a society rather than just a bunch of people stuck in the same shitty country. They’re fundamental necessities of life, and they’re being undercut at every turn by an urban, Westminster-centric view which ignores the poor and the vulnerable. (And, for the record, one of the things that makes me sickest is that I even need to say this: we need the winter fuel allowance. People die of cold from not being able to afford fuel now, jesus wept)

Let me be clear: This government is not going to get better. This isn’t a bug, it’s a feature. This kind of class warfare is the modus operandi of the Conservative Party, and we’ve just condemned ourselves to half a decade more of it. And people will suffer. Our culture will suffer. People will die. And given the circles I move in, a good number of those people will be my friends, or friends of my friends. I am one of the lucky ones. And I am struggling. As a student, as a disabled person, as a human being in this society, I am struggling.

Checking the results again. 621 returned. Tories with 310.

Let me be clear: I am scared.

Alison : “Come on, guys. You need to be more excited!”

Helena : “…”

Cosima : “Whatever, been here done this”

Sarah : “What the bloody hell is this, Al?!”

Rachel : This is the last time that I said ‘bored’

Krystal : “This is sooo… weird”

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  • What she says:I'm fine
  • What she means:this new tumblr update is so obnoxious it actually makes reading the comments more difficult. And why the hell do they have to add peoples icon? It throws the whole thing off. I am.confused. this dumb website prison is supposed to be my place to get away from all the stupidity in my life but now bc of this update I'm even haunted by stupidity here... Constantly.. EverYTIME I SEE A TEXT POST OR A PHOTO OR ANYTHING!!!! Staff makes the most random, unnecessary changes and I am sick of it. I will not stick around and watch my city burn. We must fight back and stand our ground. This website wouldn't be a damn thing without us. Its time to get staff to realize their updates are tearing this website apart. And let's not even discus how ugly it is. I have aged an extra 17 years since they changed the comments I have not slept and I am bitter!!!!!

Okay, so sometimes people make gifs, and those gifs show up on my dash, and I am absolutely gobsmacked at Destiel scenes that have actually happened on the show. This gif is stolen from the very talented some-people-call-it-tragic (hope you don’t mind me using this) but what the hell?!

What is that look in Dean’s eyes? I am serious, like yes, we’re always joking about how 9x06 was one giant chick flick, but this is Dean’s face when he drops Cas off for what he thinks is Cas going on ‘a date’. 



Seriously, what else is that look? And if you’re not ‘playing it that way’, what even were you doing? Why is Dean looking at Cas like that? 

Exhibit A for when people ever call you delusional for shipping Destiel; this shit happened. 


i’m going back to the start: [12/∞] pilot episodes ★ glee
↳ “Don’t you get it, man? We’re all losers! Everyone in this school! Hell, everyone in this town! Out of all the kids who graduate, maybe half will go to college, and two will leave the state to do it! I’m not afraid of being called a loser because I can accept that that’s what I am. But I am afraid of turning my back on something that actually made me happy for the first time in my sorry life.”


George Harrison, and a bit of the gardens at Friar Park, screen capped from the Brainwashed EPK.

“This is real life, you know. The trees are growing and they give oxygen to the planet, they don’t take it away like, you know, traffic jams. Sometimes I just feel like I’m actually on the wrong planet, you know? And I feel great when I’m in my garden, but the moment I go out the gate, I think, ‘what the hell am I doing here?’” - George Harrison


1943- ∞

this is real life, you know. the trees are growing and they give oxygen to the planet, they don’t take it away like, you know; traffic jams. sometimes i just feel like i’m actually on the wrong planet, you know? and i feel great when i’m in my garden, but the moment i go out the gate, i think, ‘what the hell am i doing here?’

rest in peace, george harrison.

missing you everyday 


Warm Bodies Starter Sentences
  • "Now you're supposed to say that I'm pretty too"
  • "Don't be creepy. Don't be creepy. Don't be creepy."
  • "Who the hell do we shoot?"
  • "I actually miss him/her."
  • "Like... he could be your boyfriend/girlfriend? Your zombie... zombie boyfriend/girlfriend?"
  • "Oh, you're a purist, huh?"
  • "Chill out, _______. He/She can dream if he wants to."
  • "They don't bother us much, but they'll eat anything with a heartbeat."
  • "All I'll ever be is a slow, pale, hunched-over, dead-eyed zombie."
  • "We're seeing corpses fighting skeletons, sir/ma'am."
  • "Say something human."
  • "Nice watch."
  • "Are you actually dreaming right now?"
  • "I don't even know what I am."
  • "It's not gonna happen, lover boy/girl. Not after you told her you ate her ex."

I know it’s cynically calculated on a lot of levels, and they wouldn’t be doing it if they weren’t sure it was the way to win, but god damn, the Democrats are actually marketing their candidate to me. Directly to me, not to straight white guys (without offending me). There are speakers up there directly and overtly saying anti-racist, pro-gay, pro-trans, pro-woman things.

This is a heady feeling. 

Acknowledgement, it turns out, is a hell of a drug.  

Suddenly, I am understanding why those straight white guys walk around acting like they own everything. This must be what it feels like to be them all the time.


I originally bought this op to replace the hug picture that is my icon, because I hate the way I look in it. Then I decided the hell with it, because I looked up and saw my twister board, which I had previously used with Jensen and Misha. Why not complete the set, I thought. So I went in there and his eyes lit up when he saw the board, and he hugged me and said “this looks like fun! What are we doing?” I said, “ok, I’m going to get down there and get in position and you can fill in the blanks however you want.”

While I am holding this tenuous position, he decides he needs to actually spin the spinner first. At this point, I’m dying. I’m not a small girl and this was not an easy position to hold. I bark out “Jared! I can’t hold this all day!” at which point Schmelke bursts out laughing. Then I look up and there is MOOSE LOOMING OVER ME.

I shrieked, his hair tumbled into my mouth (TASTE THE RAINBOW) and Chris took the picture. I then collapsed, half in shock, half laughing. Jared and Chris both helped me up (OMG I GOT TO HOLD BOTH THEIR HANDS) then Jared looked down and saw my Sam socks and got really excited and had to hug me again. On the way out, Clif patted my back and said “that was fun, you’re going to love that picture!”

I got a lot of way to go’s on the way out, but I barely remember because I was floating away with thoughts of MOOSE ON TOP OF ME!