boredandtumblin:

highanxietiessupport:

Since the holidays are coming up, I figured I should post about this again. 

If you or someone you know suffers from anxiety, dermatillomania, trichotillomania or find that you simply need something to do with your hands - then you may want to get (or ask for!) a spinner ring

I just now realized that I’ve always wanted this.

nightmare-syndrome:

I forgot the name of carmilla so I said that and google found it, I’m crying

nightmare-syndrome:

I forgot the name of carmilla so I said that and google found it, I’m crying

compromisedanalintegrity:

thespiritfox:

We lost Earl Ragnar, our favorite Beta fish. 

& we were sure to give him a viking’s funeral as such a magnificent fish as he deserves. 

See you in Valhalla my friend. 

Sail, Ragnar. Sail. 

you set your little girl’s dead fish on fire in front of her eyes this is incredible

compromisedanalintegrity:

thespiritfox:

We lost Earl Ragnar, our favorite Beta fish. 

& we were sure to give him a viking’s funeral as such a magnificent fish as he deserves. 

See you in Valhalla my friend. 

Sail, Ragnar. Sail. 

you set your little girl’s dead fish on fire in front of her eyes this is incredible

sensual-sentiments:

His hands.  They were soft and strong.  I felt his light touch on my skin as the zipper came down.  I longed for his touch all over.  There were the five senses-see, touch, smell, hear, and taste. I could be okay with the light out and not see.  I enjoyed his scent, but that was not necessary.  Our communication could consist of nothing that had to do with words.  And, although a kiss could give me a taste, I could still kiss without that.  But, touch.  That was something I could not do without.  I craved his touch.  I lay back and put my hands around his neck.  Did he relish my touch as well? He hugged me tighter and so I felt I had my answer.  Those hands now roamed all over and I lay back and lost myself in his touch.
Hands.

sensual-sentiments:

His hands.  They were soft and strong.  I felt his light touch on my skin as the zipper came down.  I longed for his touch all over.  There were the five senses-see, touch, smell, hear, and taste. I could be okay with the light out and not see.  I enjoyed his scent, but that was not necessary.  Our communication could consist of nothing that had to do with words.  And, although a kiss could give me a taste, I could still kiss without that.  But, touch.  That was something I could not do without.  I craved his touch.  I lay back and put my hands around his neck.  Did he relish my touch as well? He hugged me tighter and so I felt I had my answer.  Those hands now roamed all over and I lay back and lost myself in his touch.

Hands.

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birdshcool:

when the toughest most meanest character falls in love with the cutest most sweetest one

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2by2handsofblue:

abbadonallhope:

bitterassfandom:

onedirectionfangirlproblems:

usa gets silver:

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russia gets silver:

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chinese get silver:

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british get bronze:

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actually, it’s been psychologically proven that bronze winners are happier than silver winners! silver winners see themselves as being “so close” to gold, while bronze winners are just happy they won a medal. so any silver medalist isn’t as happy as a bronze medalist!

Canada gets silver:image

ok but it’s canada

Anonymous said: I see you changed your costume so you wouldn't be a racist piece of shit.

grim-doll:

spooky-moon-moon:

ominousunknownkiller:

lehrastar:

grim-doll:

I really don’t NEED to explain myself, but I will.
I changed my costume because the contacts wouldn’t be here in time, I couldn’t find the dress I was looking for, and the deadpool costume for Eric was stupidly expensive on its own.
It had literally nothing to do with me being racist, because I’m not racist.

Are they at it again? Do they not see a Latina telling them to FUCK OFF?! Because that is EXACTLY what they need to do! FUCK OFF!! Pull the stick out of your ASS, and mind your own god damned business! She can wear what she wants to wear and appreciate my culture because my culture is FUCKING AWESOME!! If one little costume by some lilly assed white girl is going to ruin my culture is might as well be artifacts in the ground by now because that is the WEAKEST shit I’ve seen in a long ass time! 

Do me a favor and leave her alone and stop pointing the racist finger because guess what? When you wag that thing around, there are three more are pointing right back at you. 

((I’m a trans person of color who mostly cosplays white men and I’m dressing as a specific white man for Halloween… Because that’s racist to like a character or atheistic apparently. What? Are they gonna tell me I can only cosplay gender neutral, pansexual, african american, native american, hungarian, german, polish, english, norwegian characters? 
They need to mind their own damn business when someone is being respectful of a culture and learn the difference. These are the same type of people who claimed that a native american character didn’t look “native american” enough. (They just so happened to be white, btw.) They wanted her to look like a stereotype… now that’s what I call racists who don’t realize their own racism.))

my humble opinion on all this: you should be able to cosplay a POC character, or a character of any other race period, without 1. changing your skin tone or 2. turning it into a gross stereotype. if you cant do that, its not a matter of racism, but a matter of you not being a good cosplayer. I have cosplayed as japanese characters. white characters, arab characters, and black characters without majorly changing how i looked. people have never had a problem telling who i was cosplaying as

The really funny thing about that, is that if I were to cosplay the character I had chosen, I would have had to make my skin even paler.

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thepreciousthing:

charlottelabouff:

vua2:

I’ll never understand people who don’t drink alcohol

Maybe they know what alcohol can do to people, maybe they fear liver failure, maybe they had a family member or friend that died from an alcohol related accident, maybe they don’t feel the need or desire to drink, it’s really not that hard to comprehend.

maybe they don’t like it

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thedeadwalkinq:

missing someone is the heart’s way of reminding you that you love them

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