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Geeks to the Rescue!

How would I describe myself? Awkward. Short. Distracted. Zealous. Odd. Asian. I love Doctor Who, Harry Potter, KDrama, Michael Vey, Panic! At The Disco, Fall Out Boy, Green Day, glasses, vintage, punk, burps, burpees, Christmas, boba tea, WongFuProductions, and YOU.

charmancler:

bloodjunkie-angelgroupie:

The best reaction to when someone is crying.

ok but can we talk about how sweet this is


"I am the girl who prefers to spend her Friday night curled up with her pillow, reading a good novel, and I am also the girl who likes to go out on a Saturday night and dance until the DJ plays his last song. I am the girl who wants to wear beat up converses and an oversized sweatshirt, and I am also the girl who who owns over sixty dresses and too many shoes to count. Why did it become okay to say one is better than the other? Because I am all of that."

Sep 21st at 5PM / via: rizascupcakes / op: mingdliu / 86,274 notes

monster-bot:

blondejean:

I keep forgetting that guys like this actually exist.

gross


Sep 21st at 5PM / via: pocahautness / op: dmolech / 245,727 notes
amor-perit:

nextlifeout:

guessthelabels:

CAN YOU APPRECIATE ALL THIS BROWN

Reblogging every time

Ayeeee

amor-perit:

nextlifeout:

guessthelabels:

CAN YOU APPRECIATE ALL THIS BROWN

Reblogging every time

Ayeeee


Sep 21st at 5PM / via: rizascupcakes / op: actualcrutchie / 11,264 notes

actualcrutchie:

being an angry crier is the worst because people either feel bad for you or they think they won. like no. i’m gonna punch you in the jaw. i’m just crying i’ll still knock you down a peg.


angel-with-a-pipette:

For the love of god, I can’t unsee this. I’m convinced that’s exactly what is cut off and NOBODY CAN TELL ME OTHERWISE.
I mean, just look at her arm’s angle! She has to grab Roy’s arm in some way, why would she angle her arm like this if she doesn’t?? And she’s standing waaaay too close to him!


themselfff:

I WANT MORE MUPPETS ON MY DASH


Sep 21st at 4PM / via: frida3099 / op: starlightexcellent / 121,471 notes

fearsomeinnovation:

starlightexcellent:

My roommates and I carved pumpkins.

I made this one.

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Here it is with a candle.

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Happy Halloween.

GOD


Sep 21st at 4PM / via: frida3099 / op: kosmological / 78,684 notes

phandoms-united:

art-sex-drugs:

I have finally hit my breaking point. For as long as I can remember I have endured my mother’s abuse, whether it is verbal, emotional, or as seen here physical. I can expect some act of violence on a daily basis, and her beating me is not an usual occurrence, but today something snapped. My mother did this unprovoked, and this time she didn’t stop. Usually it’s bad for a little while and then she’s done, today it went on for what seemed like forever. At a certain point I decided I was going to do something I never do, call the police. You see, my mother is a highly respected and very well known person where I live. She is on the board of ed, worked for CPS for many years, and is close personal friends with people like the local chief of police, director of our local CPS unit, and so on. I always knew that calling wouldn’t go anywhere and just upset her more, but today I had to try. While she was kicking me I found my opportunity, and somehow managed to get away from someone more than twice my size. I ran as fast as I could, knocking things over behind my, trying to find a phone. I dialed and they listened and my mother proceeding to beat me over it, while I screamed for help. For the second time today, I managed to get away from her and ran to my room. I barely had enough time to lock my door, before she starting trying to get it, to the point that she ripped my door off the frame. I decided I was going to stay locked in there, until the police came. The past few months I have been collecting evidence against her, voice recordings, pictures like these, and videos of her violence, so they couldn’t dispute what was going on. But I was dead wrong. 

When the officer finally came up to my room, I attempted to tell him my side of the story, but before I could get a sentence out he silenced me. HE told me that this was my mothers house, and I needed to live by her rules. If I didn’t she had the right to punish me. He also told me to be tankful for her, because he wanted to press assault charges against me. finally, he refused, despite my begging, for him to take me to a shelter for teens. 

I am utterly disgusted by the injustice that occurred today. I pray there is no one else out there who is living in such a situation. I am not sure exactly what I am getting out of writing this, except maybe that it’s just nice to be able to open up about this, when I have had to keep it a secret my whole life. idk. sorry for posting such heavy shit. 

Signal boost the fuck out of this


vidreebro:

ahsadler:

phils-mum-and-llama-placentas:

bangtidyniall:

I HEAR THOSE SLEIGH BELLS JINGLING

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RING TING TINGLING TOOOOOOOOOOOOO

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COME ON IT’S LOVELY WEATHER

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FOR A SLEIGH RIDE TOGETHER WITH YOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU

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IT’S STARTED

IT’S AUGUST YOU MANIACS

someone’s getting coal this year


Sep 21st at 4PM / via: frida3099 / op: starxapple / 64,908 notes

starxapple:

the ships that i end up investing myself the most in are the ones where at first im like, “meh i guess i can see that” and then somewhere along the line my brain just fucking snaps and i cant control myself its like a demons possessed me and im going 900mph to hell


Sep 21st at 4PM / via: frida3099 / op: zerstorend / 50,752 notes

zerstorend:

do you ever get in those moods where you don’t know how to feel and everything kinda feels mixed up and you’re just sitting there alone in your room trying to figure out what the fuck is wrong with you


Sep 21st at 4PM / via: frida3099 / op: becca-morley / 780,071 notes

troylerina:

lightspeedsound:

becca-morley:

adventures in school

I can tell these are all high schooler stories because there’s nothing about professors getting drunk with you

^ oi you - I need that story right now