fffFUCK
the noise that just escaped my mouth was inhuman
“I don’t want to live if I can’t be BLARGHARGARGARGH”
OH SHI-
JESUS BALE TAKE THE WHEEL
I CAN’T! OH GOD!
(Source: nigel-gifs)
The Pumpkin's Fancy
I DON’T ALWAYS REBLOG THESE, BUT WHEN I TRY THEM STEVE ALWAYS KILLS ME
With Borax, I imagine, since I am a Leviathan.
My best friend is Bruce and it also tells me he is my boyfriend but I don’t do that nonsense so I’ll settle for casual sex.
My first kiss is Gabriel and I can’t think of anything interesting to say to that.
My roommate is Jim and it’s still less entertaining than living with Ri.
I am human, apparently. Best friend is Eleven, and he is also my boyfriend. No complaints. My roommate is Moriarty, who reminds me of Robbie Rotten from Lazy Town for some reason. And my First Kiss is from Sam Winchester who also turns out to be my Murderer….ew.
(Source: travelingwithamadmaninabluebox)
I’m not even going to tell you the catcalls I received in Manhattan when I lived there. It’s a shitty thing. If you are a lady chances are you know what it’s like to walk down the street and feel afraid of every dude you see thinking “is that guy on the corner going to say some shit to me? Please dude, do not say anything to meeee.” Anyway if you don’t know what it’s like to be harassed whenever you leave the house, here is an excellent article where women talk about that: http://rookiemag.com/2012/05/it-happens-all-the-time/
READ THIS! REBLOG!
That moment when you finish a book, look around, and realize that everyone is just carrying on with their lives as though you didn’t just experience emotional trauma at the hands of a paperback.
I look around and wonder if any of these people can feel the pain I feel.
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you can only pick two. GO!
Elder Wand and Pokeball
Pokeball and Portal Gun
OR THE GREEN LANTERN RING.
I’M HAVING A REALLY HARD TIME, HERE.
Nope, Portal Gun.
Alliteration ftw.
pokeball (with a gastly) and portal gun
Portal gun and the Green Lantern power ring without a single doubt in my mind.
Portal gun and pokeball, no hesitation.
Pokeball and Portal Gun, bring it on
Death Note and Green Lantern Power Ring
Portal gun and elder wand.
[[Lightsaber and portal gun.]]
((Portal Gun and Lightsaber))
((Pokeball and Green Lantern Power Ring))
((Portal gun and Elder Wand. Though I could just apparate if I had the elder wand.))
Portal gun and Green Lantern Power Ring. No contest.
Portal gun and Pokeball.](http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m1h55uO14X1qfu6wro1_1280.jpg)
Portal gun and elder wand.you can only pick two. GO!
Elder Wand and Pokeball
Pokeball and Portal Gun
OR THE GREEN LANTERN RING.
I’M HAVING A REALLY HARD TIME, HERE.
Nope, Portal Gun.
Alliteration ftw.
pokeball (with a gastly) and portal gun
Portal gun and the Green Lantern power ring without a single doubt in my mind.
Portal gun and pokeball, no hesitation.
Pokeball and Portal Gun, bring it on
Death Note and Green Lantern Power Ring
[[Lightsaber and portal gun.]]
((Portal Gun and Lightsaber))
((Pokeball and Green Lantern Power Ring))
((Portal gun and Elder Wand. Though I could just apparate if I had the elder wand.))
Portal gun and Green Lantern Power Ring. No contest.
Portal gun and Pokeball.
A student blows up at a teacher, drops the F-bomb. The usual approach at Lincoln – and, safe to say, at most high schools in this country – is automatic suspension. Instead, Sporleder sits the kid down and says quietly: “Wow. Are you OK? This doesn’t sound like you. What’s going on?”
He gets even more specific: “You really looked stressed. On a scale of 1-10, where are you with your anger?” The kid was ready. Ready, man! For an anger blast to his face….”How could you do that?” “What’s wrong with you?”…and for the big boot out of school. But he was NOT ready for kindness.
The armor-plated defenses melt like ice under a blowtorch and the words pour out: “My dad’s an alcoholic. He’s promised me things my whole life and never keeps those promises.” The waterfall of words that go deep into his home life, which is no piece of breeze, end with this sentence: “I shouldn’t have blown up at the teacher.” Whoa.
Marissa Alexander is another victim of Florida’s infamous Stand Your Ground law, proving that Florida statute 776.013 is not for battered women or people who won’t shoot to kill. When attacked by her husband in her home, with an order of protection in place, Marissa Alexander shot into the ceiling, instead of into his body, to scare him away. She is now sitting in a jail cell, awaiting sentencing for assault with a deadly weapon.
Ms. Alexander is black and a mother of three. She had given birth nine days earlier to a premature infant, allegedly as a result of battering during her pregnancy. She is a licensed gun owner, with concealed carry permit. She was in her own home. Her husband had a documented history of domestic violence. She reasonably believed that her life was in danger and her husband was violating an order of protection.
Yup, just like I was saying. This “stand your ground” law obviously does not apply to black people.
WTF, FLorida? What is this crap? And how can anyone deny this kind of racism when it is looking you right in the face?
(Source: ellephaba)
