hashpaw:

yourscientistfriend:

dark-of-the-void:

Next Time You’ll Know Better
Have you ever walked into a room and found a vampire?
No, not the sexy kind, but a foul creature with bony limbs and ashen skin? The kind that snarls as you enter, like a beast about to pounce? The kind that roots you to the spot with its sunken, hypnotic eyes, rendering you unable to flee as you watch the hideous thing uncoil from the shadows? Has your heart started racing though your legs refuse to? Have you felt time slow as the creature crosses the room in the darkness of a blink?
Have you shuddered with fear when it places one clawed hand atop your head and another under your chin so it can tilt you, exposing your neck? Have you squirmed as its rough, dry tongue slides down your cheek, over your jaw, to your throat, in a slithering search that’s seeking your artery? Have you felt its hot breath release in a hiss against your skin when it probes your pulse—the flow that leads to your brain? Has its tongue rested there, throbbing slightly as if savoring the moment? Have you then experienced a sinking, sucking blackness as you discover that not all vampires feed on blood—some feed on memories?
Well, have you?
Maybe not. But let me rephrase the question:
Have you ever walked into a room and suddenly forgotten why you came in?

This took me a second

FUCK ITS BACK

hashpaw:

yourscientistfriend:

dark-of-the-void:

Next Time You’ll Know Better

Have you ever walked into a room and found a vampire?

No, not the sexy kind, but a foul creature with bony limbs and ashen skin? The kind that snarls as you enter, like a beast about to pounce? The kind that roots you to the spot with its sunken, hypnotic eyes, rendering you unable to flee as you watch the hideous thing uncoil from the shadows? Has your heart started racing though your legs refuse to? Have you felt time slow as the creature crosses the room in the darkness of a blink?

Have you shuddered with fear when it places one clawed hand atop your head and another under your chin so it can tilt you, exposing your neck? Have you squirmed as its rough, dry tongue slides down your cheek, over your jaw, to your throat, in a slithering search that’s seeking your artery? Have you felt its hot breath release in a hiss against your skin when it probes your pulse—the flow that leads to your brain? Has its tongue rested there, throbbing slightly as if savoring the moment? Have you then experienced a sinking, sucking blackness as you discover that not all vampires feed on blood—some feed on memories?

Well, have you?

Maybe not. But let me rephrase the question:

Have you ever walked into a room and suddenly forgotten why you came in?

This took me a second

FUCK ITS BACK

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doodle904:

this man has had such a profound influence on the person i am today.

By far my favorite comedian

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shotofpatr0n:

everyonechillthefuckout:

Correct response.

Agreed.

shotofpatr0n:

everyonechillthefuckout:

Correct response.

Agreed.

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ripplingmirrors:

nickjetset:

xenopheles:

dandyads:

Trojan Condoms, 1993

BRING THIS BACK, TROJAN.

Good advertising is good. Promotes safe sex and their own product!

i love that it promotes safe sex without saying that getting pregnant is the only thing you should be worried about

ripplingmirrors:

nickjetset:

xenopheles:

dandyads:

Trojan Condoms, 1993

BRING THIS BACK, TROJAN.

Good advertising is good. Promotes safe sex and their own product!

i love that it promotes safe sex without saying that getting pregnant is the only thing you should be worried about

(via knowledje)

@12 hours ago with 289261 notes
sexysub4fun:

Let’s not forget BDSM and Beer.

sexysub4fun:

Let’s not forget BDSM and Beer.

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@22 hours ago with 90 notes

itsdeepforhappypeople:

stumpxvx:

dont u hate it when its nine in the afternoon but ur eyes are just normal sized

I’ve seen this post three times on my dash and i still cant fucking figure out what it means is it like some secret code. are 22,000+ of you in a secret society????? what the fuck is going on?????

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@22 hours ago with 380436 notes
jungwildeandfree:

sueslayer:

 
This is actually really funny if you think about it. I mean, there was totally some sort of ghost or demon about to kill her but then that sheet blew straight into its face and it was so embarrassed that it decided to disappear.

Tremble, mortal, for I am Zerendikos, and I will drag your howling soul to—
*flump*
AH SHIT WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS IT’S ALL OVER MY FACE
FUCK 
WHAT IS THAT SMELL
IS THAT FUCKING FEBREEZE
FUCK DAMMIT SHIT FORGET THIS I’M OUT 

jungwildeandfree:

sueslayer:

 

This is actually really funny if you think about it. I mean, there was totally some sort of ghost or demon about to kill her but then that sheet blew straight into its face and it was so embarrassed that it decided to disappear.

Tremble, mortal, for I am Zerendikos, and I will drag your howling soul to—

*flump*

AH SHIT WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS IT’S ALL OVER MY FACE

FUCK 

WHAT IS THAT SMELL

IS THAT FUCKING FEBREEZE

FUCK DAMMIT SHIT FORGET THIS I’M OUT 

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@22 hours ago with 491349 notes

"

Disabled characters are written into stories for one reason: the disability. Do most people actually believe real disabled people spend our days obsessing about being cured? Or rhapsodizing about killing ourselves? Here is the truth: Disabled people barely ever even think about our disabilities. When we do think about them, it’s usually because we are dealing with an oppressive, systemic problem, such as employment discrimination. Can’t there ever be a disabled character in a book or film just because? Where the topic doesn’t ever come up? All sorts of interesting stories can be written about a disabled character, without the disability ever being mentioned. You know, just like real people.

The vast majority of writers who have used disabled characters in their work are not people with disabilities themselves. Because disabled people have been peripheral for centuries, we’ve been shut out of the artistic process since the beginning. As a result, the disabled characters we’re presented with usually fit one or more of the following stereotypes: Victim, Villain, Inspiration, Monster. And the disabled character’s storyline is generally resolved in one of a few ways: Cure, Death, Institutionalization.

"

Susan Nussbaum, Disabled Characters in Fiction (via kassapti)

I know of a disabled woman who, in a writing class, wrote a disabled character into her story.  The rest of the class spent all day trying to determine what her character’s disability “symbolized”, and refused to believe her when she said the character just had a disability, she wasn’t there for some grand purpose.

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@1 hour ago with 6041 notes

“Just Good Friends” by James Needham

“Just Good Friends” by James Needham

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Roberto Ferri. Sigillum. 2013.

Roberto Ferri. Sigillum. 2013.

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@22 hours ago with 43664 notes

seeaann:

when friends make plans in front of you but don’t invite youimage

(via theclevercarrot)

@22 hours ago with 397543 notes

I was having a pretty decent day until I thought of something stupid I said when I was 13

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