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Your character is D.J. It’s short for Danielle Jessica. D.J. has many interests including manly gays from television shows and computer programming, even though she’s not very good at it. D.J. also likes looking at cool art while drinking coffee ironically. She takes great strides to be ironic though it doesn’t work. Many things about her don’t work.

(Omgthis is beautiful)

Dammit
I wish there was cure for a crush. It would solve all my emotions so I could return to being an emotionless recluse pre-occupied with fandoms, tumblr, and homework. He used to be invisible to me. Yeah, I heard his English accent and all the girls get excited over him; but I assumed that his poor choice of clothing (ew all he wears is brand name clothes from Aeropostale and American Eagle needs variety) and all of the previously stated made him dumb and shallow and not worth my time. Hoo boy was I wrong. He’s witty and smart and we can hold a nice long debate on political philosophy and walk off smiling. He knows Heidegger and Nietzsche, Democritus and Aristotle; and I loveI can discuss these and more with him. I realized more about him when we were assigned to monitor a hallway together at our school’s Dutch Debate Tournament. I asked his name after sitting in uncomfortable silence for nearly two hours, my electronics dead and no paper or pencils to draw with. I figured, why not, we were going to be stuck here for over twelve hours we might as well get to know each other. I regret that. I fell head over heels for him that fateful weekend. Now, I watch him present in class, dreaming off in dreamland. I draw portraits of him, and if I’m not, it somehow, subconsciously, ends up looking like him. Suddenly, the Union Jack is no longer the symbol of garish and annoying attention-seeking Anglophiles and hipsters who like to make my life miserable, instead, it’s a symbol of him and all he is. Suddenly, I feel a little proud of my cursive and crossing my sevens. He and I are the only ones in our classes who do. Suddenly, I find myself waiting by the bus exit, sitting near where he typically comes, hoping today will be one of those lucky days he walks up to me, talks to me, maybe hug me (the last one has only happened once).

And suddenly,
Just like that,
My heart aches for him more than it ever has for any otp, fandom, show, book, character, or movie combined. I’m having what tumblr dubs to be ‘FEELS’ for a guy in real life. How can this be?

And suddenly,
It hurts only more as I realize I’m just a friend.
And among those friends,
I’m not as important as say,
Carolina,
Stasha,
Michael,
or Sabrina.
He tells me I’m smart, I’m talented,
But goddammit he’s to polite to admit- he thinks I’m a freak.
He’s everything I’m not-
Popular,
Kind,
Nicely dressed,
Good looking,
Charismatic.

I’m not the light-headed and pretty girls I’m 99.9999999999% sure he’s much more into,
Even though I try to appeal with my intelligence, my talent, I feel I come off as a show off, a snob, a smart aleck.
But the fact that I haven’t given up hope in this one hormonal, insane, effeminate part of me; that 0.0000000001% of a doubt that maybe I’m the one makes it hurt more.
And it hurts so much because of it.

I’m in love with the British kid in my debate class.

Ouch.

m17un44:

teapots-and-traditions:

aboutdreamsandotherstuff:

Following weekend reports that teen pop sensation Justin Bieber visited the Anne Frank House in Amsterdam, local Bieber fan Khloe McNeal, 13, announced Monday that she was ‘jealous’ of the 15-year-old Holocaust victim. “Biebs went to her house? So unfair,” said the diehard ‘Belieber’ of the persecuted Jewish teen who, after hiding from the Nazis for two years in a cramped attic, died of typhus in the Bergen-Belsen concentration camp just weeks before its liberation. “What makes her so special that she gets a shout out? I retweet him every day and he mentions her by name and calls her a ‘great girl?’ Ugh.” McNeal went on to say that she was so envious of Frank that she wanted to “literally die,” adding that “some girls just have all the luck.”

Oh dear god…

I just threw up in my mouth. 

this is from the onion r u guys serious

(via officialsunwukong)

The entire plot of Lord of the Rings: "Put that thing back where it came from or so help me."

wtfhistory:

theshewomanboyhatersclub:

jesuisuneetoile:

THIS IS MARRIAGE!!

Thats right!

Permission to be a bad ass. Nod.

He looks back at the guy like, “SEE THAT? SHE SAID YES. YOU’RE SO FUCKED.”

Like, guys. Sparta was so kick ASS sometimes when it came to women. Spartan women were given these small knives so that if their husbands came home and tried to hit them or assault them, they had a weapon within reach. That weapon was for CUTTING THEIR HUSBANDS’ FUCKING FACES so that when he went out in public everyone would know he was an asshole, abusing jerkface and they would publicly shame him.

I DID NOT KNOW THAT THAT IS GREAT

LET’S JUST TALK ABOUT SPARTAN WOMEN FOR A SECOND.

In Sparta, women could own land and were considered citizens. THAT IS A HUGE BIG FUCKING DEAL. Why? Because that was RARE AS FUCK and there are lots of places TODAY where women don’t even get that much.

Divorce was totally fine, and a woman could expect to keep her own wealth and get custody of the kids because paternal lineage wasn’t very important. And it didn’t make her a pariah! She could totally remarry, no big deal at all.

Spartan women participated in some fuckin’ badass sporting events, too. And because they were expected to be as physically fit as the Spartan menfolk (who all had to serve compulsory military duties, btw, and couldn’t marry until they finished them at thirty) they didn’t have time for lots of swishy dresses. So they wore notoriously short skirts. According to some accounts, their thighs were visible at all times. HOLY SHIT. 

Also, In Sparta men only got their names on their graves if they died in battle. And women? Women only got their names on their graves if they died in childbirth. THE SPARTANS COMPARED CHILDBIRTH TO FUCKING BATTLE AND IT WAS VIEWED AS A GODDAMN BADASS AND HONORABLE WAY TO GO OUT.

FUCKING SPARTAN WOMEN. THIS DUDE HAD FUCKIN’ BETTER MAKE SURE SHE’S COOL WITH WHATEVER HE’S DOING, IF HE KNOWS WHAT’S FUCKIN’ GOOD FOR HIM.

(via tateandlyle)

itsashleykatchadourian:

what do you mean you can’t hang out i showered for this 

i shaved for this

i put a bra on for you.

i got off tumblr for you

i am wearing real pants

I went outside

i got out of bed

i woke up

OH MY GOD I’VE NEVER SEEN ANYTHING MORE ACCURATE 

(via tateandlyle)

my-lovely-lightning-in-a-bottle:

[x]

so basically, Kripke’s saying he ships Destiel.  because I mean….

(via heavenwardbound)

marilynmay:

oh Dean

you clueless bby

(via heavenwardbound)