scotchtapeofficial:

noonenoes29:

scotchtapeofficial:

Lmao Tumblr strikes again, like there are no super sexy females out there or something

tumblr didnt ‘strike again’ til your perverted ass started sharing random pictures of women you find sexy, but thanks for reminding me skinny women with breasts exist. here’s their skeletal framework:

weird! not a single snaking spine in sight! their busts dont jut skyward! their hips are perpendicular to the ground, they can somehow miraculously be drawn without looking like your cumrag in waiting!!!

mysticspectrum:

nerd-licious:

None of us could physically, mentally, or spiritually handle hearing THE Monster Mash

for all we know, the monster mash WAS the greatest song in the world

holllywoo:

you: braid my hair and call me pretty 

me:

sunflower-sam:

neuroticgaymusings:

marigoldwitch:

Growing up my parents taught me that if you’re too sick to [insert responsibility here] then you’re too sick to [insert something that makes you happy here].

It took me a really long time to unlearn this. When I would get sick or have a “bad day” I would deprive myself of anything that made me happy. Watching movies, eating something I enjoyed, going for a walk, playing video games or just browsing online looking at funny cat videos. I wouldn’t let myself do these things because I was always told that if I’m too sick to go to work, or do homework, or go to school then I must be too sick to play Mortal Kombat or watch Unsolved Mysteries lol.

Whenever I wouldn’t feel good, which I later learned as an adult was due to sleep deprivation caused by my ADHD and depression (and of course the depression itself would cause me to feel like shit), my parents would tell me “if you’re not throwing up, then you’re not sick.” And when I would stay home from school (or even work in my later teen years) my parents would make sure that I didn’t have any “fun.” No TV, no movies, no games, no going outside, no arts and crafts, no books, no nothing. Just lay in bed and feel miserable.

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I’m happy to say that I no longer do this to myself. Now when I’m having a bad day or I’m sick (cold, flu or whatever) I allow myself to do the things (within reason lol) that I actually love doing. If I’m not too sick to step outside for a few minutes then I’ll go for a walk. I’ll watch my favorite movies and if it’s a bad day or a cold (something that doesn’t hinder my appetite too much) I’ll eat my favorite foods. I don’t guilt trip myself anymore for having a “sick day.”

Just because you’re sick (whether physically, emotionally or mentally) doesn’t mean that you can’t do things you enjoy. You’re not any less sick because you watch TV. You’re not any less sick because you’re playing video games. 

Actually you SHOULD be doing these things when you’re not feeling good because they make you feel better. The better you feel, the faster your heal. 

Thank you! I needed to read this.

oh. oH. OH. I needed this omfg

rahafwabas:

just some silly theory 

ruinedchildhood:

becksofhouseblackadder:

It’s too much, go back! Go back! 😂 😂

the-cats-pajamboree:

ask-me-about-loom:

thecaskofamontillado:

this is literally almost too much to take in

i could not recognize travis at all without the beard, for a full minute i thought he was just some random kid who joined in the picture

justin: compressed .jpeg of him present day dressed in gym clothes

travis: unrecognizable lanky surfer boy who randomly joined this photo of complete strangers

griffin: face of a porcelain doll, body dressed in the style of a npc in tony hawk pro skater 2

hduece:

foreversaba:

grandnutin:

dietloafers:

gen z kids don’t give a single fuck and they’re all like 9

Actually, Generation Z began in 1998. So if you’re 19 or younger, you’re gen Z

Actually Actually I’ve read that it began in 95. So as far as 22, I’m sorry for you but you’re gen Z.

18-23 year olds who are in the weird gray area between generations