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curiously-chamomile-queer:

blckhrt141:

overland-frost:

You’re much stronger than you think you are

I’m never gonna pass off the chance to reblog this because hell, sometimes knowing that some one fictional will be there in times like there really does help.

This makes me love Superman even more.

I prefer Michael Straczynski take on a similar scene

Superman: A being capable of moving the heavens and Earth itself, will always take the time to let you just how important you really are




amberellenpoe:

sixpenceee:

Educational and weird. 

Children seem to love it. One can go down a slide, see the feces of other animals and a lot more.

WATCH THE VIDEO

ANOTHER BIZARRE MUESEUM

the children finally embrace their status as pieces of shit


briangefrich:

giddytf2:

the-last-teabender:

Robin Thicke is unapologetic about how rapey ‘Blurred Lines’ is, meanwhile the dude who parodied it issues a public apology for one word.

And that is just one reason why I love Weird Al.

Note how Weird Al doesn’t make songs mocking fat people anymore either. It’s almost like people are capable of learning and changing their behavior for the better.



ESTP: super attractive physically but it’s all downhill from there. never quite know what they’re going to do next but you can probably bet it will be irresponsible. somehow still lovable. 

ESTJ: loud, logical, and get shit done — they are the warrior class of the life rpg. power stats make them unbeatable and if you encounter one, maybe just curl up and forfeit, to save time. 

ESFP: giggly little shits. fun fun fun till her daddy takes the t-bird away. great for lifting your mood, not that great at lifting your credit score. 

ESFJ: too appropriate, totally lacking in awkwardness. they’ll never forget your birthday, which will make you feel like shit when you constantly forget theirs. 

ENTP: excellent companions if you enjoy people who instantly see through all your shit. very clever and very intuitive, you can’t fool them. i suggest you invest in other friends — ones you *can* fool. 

ENTJ: impatient with people who make mistakes, namely, everyone. they’ll respect you if you stand up to them but why do that when you can run away instead. cuddle them and see what happens. i’m curious.

ENFP: too puppy to live. best suited for the profession of musical nanny. not advised for use around an open flame. 

ENFJ: way too charming and capable, maybe they should stop making everyone else look bad. prone to making other people care about stuff they didn’t want to care about. so annoying. 

ISTP: such butts. best suited for an apocalypse scenario, if no such scenario exists, they will create danger because they get bored. don’t encourage them, but don’t discourage them, as reverse psychology works too well.

ISTJ: low drama and low maintenance, best value at this price tier. best suited to actual human existence. least weird, which makes them kinda weird.

ISFP: squishy little darlings you might want to keep in your pocket, but please don’t or they will become forlorn. they notice everything, and it’s unnerving. 

ISFJ: quietly and proudly do things for others. if you have a ring you need to deliver to mordor, take an ISFJ along with you for best results. 

INTP: cute intergalactic spiders you want to hug and mistrust. prone to making you laugh but then days later you will wonder whether you were the butt of the joke. 

INTJ: major dicks and kinda proud of it. prone to being right. prone to liking trance music way too much. all the ones i’ve ever met have been unexpectedly kinky. so i guess, expectedly. 

INFP: they fall out of the sky and are raised by unicorns. if you feed one it will follow you home. they dissipate in water. 

INFJ: chameleons appropriating your emotions and going quietly mad. prone to meltdowns and needing lots of naps.


mikemaihack:

No one is more excited about Batgirl’s new costume than Kara.

Original available here
More BGSG comics


sexaholicrus:

i love this short angry little man..



bei-fong-appreciation-blog:

catattaque:

When I was 12, revealed to my mommy that I don’t believe in God. She looked at me wild-eyed and screamed, “So when you’re laying there dying on the hospital bed, who is going to save you?? SCIENTISTS?!”

And I said, “Yes, mommy, they’re called Doctors.”

reminded me of
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stuffman:

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People have written a lot of touchy-feely pieces on this subject but I thought I’d get right to the heart of the matter



dorkly:

The One Trainer Who Has a Reason For Catching Shiny Pokemon




My exploits in science, depression, fandom, and mentoring a robotics team.

Super cute background image from a tumblr user that's blog now redirects to a porn site. Whoops.





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