you: that is a nice ass shirt
me: thank you but, to be honest, its called “pants” and not an “ass shirt”
there will be times when all the things she said will fill your head —
you won’t forget her
Holy. Crap. I just found an email argument between me and some random internet person about evolution and creationism. Apparently I thought this was important enough to print out and save for TWENTY YEARS!!!
Cannot tell you how many times I’ve been on the phone with Hank and it’s clear he isn’t listening and then I say you’re not listening and then he says, “Hold on someone on the Internet is wrong about something.”
You just got reblogged and commented on by John Green! Be honored !
He’s…he’s my brother…
Panda researchers in China wear panda costumes to give mother-like feeling to a lonely baby panda who lost her mother [x]
without context it looks like some guy disguised himself as a panda so he could sneak into their panda community and now he’s making a quick getaway with the baby panda
So. I had no idea about this app until I went into my doctor and he told me about it.
LISTEN UP. THIS APP. THIS SHIT RIGHT HERE IS SERIOUSLY A BLESSING. ESPECIALLY TO ANYONE WITH FINANCIAL PROBLEMS (which is kind of everyone now). THIS IS NOT INSURANCE THOUGH. BUT IT WILL HELP YOU OUT. DOWNLOAD THIS APP RIGHT NOW. NO. STOP READING. DOWNLOAD IT.
This app allows you to input the prescription you have, select your dose, and then find a place near you (or your own pharmacy) with the cheapest price. Then you click “get code/coupon/discount card,” show that to the pharmacist, and THERE YOU GO. SAVING YOU SOME CASH TO GET YOURSELF A WELL DESERVED DRINK, CANDY BAR, DATE MONEY, SEX TOY CASH, OR GO BUY YOURSELF A HAMSTER AND NAME HIM STARLORD WITH THE EXTRA MONEY.
No, but in all seriousness. This app is saving my ass right now.
I’m Trans* and have Fibromyalgia, and this is really making a difference already. I hope this helps out other people. We all know it fucking sucks to have to pay this much for the medication we need to function in life.
this really helped me out when i didn’t have insurance. like, being able to spend only $8 on meds that normally would’ve cost me $100+ is incredible.
learning to draw is like driving on the highway like yeah sure you need to be watching other people but you REALLY need to focus on your own lane and your own destination or youre gonna follow that stupid fucking minivan all the way to tuskegee and then what. you didnt want to go to tuskegee. why did you follow that van look now youre in fucking tuskegee.
*slides $10 to the government* please cancel school
*puts it towards buying more military defense* *raises college tuition*
i think we can all relate to this song. i mean have you looked at your ears lately?
this song remains among the most important of our times and if you don’t listen to it i’ll be so disappointed and it will be all your fault
It’s okay to be sad for no reason?? It’s okay. Honestly. Sometimes that just sort of happens. Listen to a song that inspires you. Eat something warm and familiar. Kiss your hand and feel like a weirdo doing it but know that your body works hard to house your soul, no matter what mood you find yourself in. Draw a picture of a very tiny star, or something small and significant to you, and stick it in your pocket or the corner of your computer screen - let this be a reminder that the world will always keep spinning, regardless of your feelings, and although it won’t stop until you’re ready to face it, there will always be another better day waiting for you to meet it.
Don’t Fence Me In -
Written for RvB Ladies’ Night.
The first time Vanessa Kimball catches Agent Carolina alone, she’s just walked into a wall.
"Um," Kimball says.
Carolina’s extended one arm to catch herself, the palm splayed out against the wall, elbow bent at a precise angle like she’s about to launch into a set of vertical one-handed pushups. She’s swaying on her feet, badly, and her modded MJOLNIR armor is heavy and complicated enough that when it sways, you notice. It creaks and groans ominously, and for a second all Kimball can think is that if Carolina smashes a hole through the wall of the mess hall, the New Republic doesn’t actually have the resources to build a new one.
"You may be right," Carolina says, presumably to her onboard AI, and then she sighs, straightening with a visible effort. When she notices Kimball, the full weight of her attention is… alarming. There’s a trick she does with her helmet, a slight tilt to the head that puts her visor into shadow. It’s almost an affectation, deliberately dramatic, but no less effective for it.