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Ok. Hello there! So...Ummm...This blog is going to be 99.4% reblogging things from people far more talented/funny/beautiful than I, But I'll usually put tags on the end of the ones I really like or make little vaugely funny posts myself.

gladosinabox:

cuddlechester:

palecream:

it takes ten seconds to tag something and forty five minutes to hours to calm down from a panic attack. think about that for a second 

and totally feel comfortable enough to ask me to tag something that bothers you bc there are so many things that trigger people that i wouldn’t even think about and i’m sorry if i do that but let me know!

Please tell me if you need something tagged. Please please please. I will without any hesitation.

  #just let me know    #you can even send me through anon if you need to...  
I believe the ten commandments were written by a man and not a god because somehow “Don’t fuck my wife” is on there and not “Don’t commit rape”.

Me (via roarkshop)

Damn! Damn! DAMN!!! Oh my gosh!

(via spirituallygeeky)

Ah yeah

(via girldwarf)

OHHHHH hohoho~

(via sassy-gay-justice)

wishingonalightningbolt:

Same reason professional football players are paid more than scientists or professors. Same reason a tenured professor at a university is paid less than that university’s football coach.
Because the US values athleticism over academia. And it sucks.

wishingonalightningbolt:

Same reason professional football players are paid more than scientists or professors. Same reason a tenured professor at a university is paid less than that university’s football coach.

Because the US values athleticism over academia. And it sucks.

ponies-n-things:

superlydiak:

no-money-no-manners:

fmptard:

ducky-chan:

l20music:

missdoctorprofessor:

blackfoxhawkins:

b0otyclap:

solarselection:

fuckablogname:

THINGS WE WILL NEVER SEE AGAIN!

This hurt my heart

THE GAS PRICES

Right in the childhood

I said this once and I’ll say it again: The Sprite remixes were EVERYTHING

Sprite Remix needs to comeback for REAL, for real…

THE TRIX I WAS SO VERY PISSED WHEN THE FUCKING CHANGED IT AND I STILL AM

fuck you. i had moved on

the blockbuster one killed me the most

What are those things

SURGE LIVES

vegansanfrancishet:

So, I paint my nails pretty regularly these days. I also work as a barista/cashier pretty regularly these days. A few weeks back, I had a customer come in, a fairly typical, sheltered, suburban soccer mom, and she ordered a latte from me. She saw my brightly colored nails and said, “Wow, you’re so brave! My son asked me about painting his nails, and if it’s okay for boys to do that. Now I’ll tell him there’s a cool guy who does it too!” It was a nice moment, very cute.
Then, last week, she came in again, and said, “Hey, I’m so glad you’re here! I want you to meet someone!” She then brings her son forward, and says, “Okay sweetie, show him what you did!” And he throws his hands up, showing off his bright, sparkling blue nails. He shows them off, and I show mine off to him. He smiles. We fist bump.
Guys, I’ve only wanted to cry once at work before, and that was when someone ordered a large dry soy cappuccino on ice.
This time, though. This was a good cry.

vegansanfrancishet:

So, I paint my nails pretty regularly these days. I also work as a barista/cashier pretty regularly these days. A few weeks back, I had a customer come in, a fairly typical, sheltered, suburban soccer mom, and she ordered a latte from me. She saw my brightly colored nails and said, “Wow, you’re so brave! My son asked me about painting his nails, and if it’s okay for boys to do that. Now I’ll tell him there’s a cool guy who does it too!” It was a nice moment, very cute.

Then, last week, she came in again, and said, “Hey, I’m so glad you’re here! I want you to meet someone!” She then brings her son forward, and says, “Okay sweetie, show him what you did!” And he throws his hands up, showing off his bright, sparkling blue nails. He shows them off, and I show mine off to him. He smiles. We fist bump.

Guys, I’ve only wanted to cry once at work before, and that was when someone ordered a large dry soy cappuccino on ice.

This time, though. This was a good cry.

oxblivxn:

SHOUTOUT TO EVERYONE TAKING A STAND AGAINST SAM PEPPER

gladosinabox:

cuddlechester:

palecream:

it takes ten seconds to tag something and forty five minutes to hours to calm down from a panic attack. think about that for a second 

and totally feel comfortable enough to ask me to tag something that bothers you bc there are so many things that trigger people that i wouldn’t even think about and i’m sorry if i do that but let me know!

Please tell me if you need something tagged. Please please please. I will without any hesitation.

humansofnewyork:

"Let me tell you about my son. When Aditya was born, there was a very popular television show on the air, and the main character was named Lord Rama. Lord Rama was known as a revealer of truth. So I joked with my best friend that my son was going to be just like Lord Rama, and he was going to bring a great truth into the world. Sixteen years later, that very same friend called me while I was out of town on vacation. 'Uptal!' he screamed. 'Uptal! Turn on the TV! Your son is on the TV! He's just like Lord Rama!''What channel?' I asked.'Any channel!' he screamed. So I turned on the television. And there he was. I hadn't known it, but while I was gone, he had started a petition on the internet. He was only sixteen years old at the time, and he had started an online petition calling for the government to reopen an old rape case. The case was nearly ten years old, and it involved the son of a very powerful government official. The son had raped and murdered a girl, and even though the evidence was overwhelming, he was only given three years in prison because of his family's connections. So Aditya started this petition to reopen the case. And soon it had millions of signatures! A sixteen year old boy! I couldn't believe it! I called his mother, and she was very scared. The men he was challenging were very powerful, and had many powerful friends. Soon Aditya was on the cover of every newspaper: ‘Young Boy Challenges Mafia,” the newspapers said. TV cameras were lining up in front of our house. His mother and I were very scared for him, and wanted him to lay low, but he insisted on doing every interview. He went on all the TV shows. Soon he started a protest right here at India Gate. He announced: ‘I am going to sit here until the case is reopened.’ Thousands of people joined him. All the famous musicians and Bollywood stars came to join him. The largest magazine in India called him ‘the country’s youngest icon.’ Soon after the protest began, the chief judge of the Supreme Court announced he was reopening the case. When the new trial was finished, the man had been given a life sentence!”
(New Delhi, India)

humansofnewyork:

"Let me tell you about my son. When Aditya was born, there was a very popular television show on the air, and the main character was named Lord Rama. Lord Rama was known as a revealer of truth. So I joked with my best friend that my son was going to be just like Lord Rama, and he was going to bring a great truth into the world. Sixteen years later, that very same friend called me while I was out of town on vacation. 
'Uptal!' he screamed. 'Uptal! Turn on the TV! Your son is on the TV! He's just like Lord Rama!'
'What channel?' I asked.
'Any channel!' he screamed. So I turned on the television. And there he was. I hadn't known it, but while I was gone, he had started a petition on the internet. He was only sixteen years old at the time, and he had started an online petition calling for the government to reopen an old rape case. The case was nearly ten years old, and it involved the son of a very powerful government official. The son had raped and murdered a girl, and even though the evidence was overwhelming, he was only given three years in prison because of his family's connections. So Aditya started this petition to reopen the case. And soon it had millions of signatures! A sixteen year old boy! I couldn't believe it! I called his mother, and she was very scared. The men he was challenging were very powerful, and had many powerful friends. 
Soon Aditya was on the cover of every newspaper: ‘Young Boy Challenges Mafia,” the newspapers said. TV cameras were lining up in front of our house. His mother and I were very scared for him, and wanted him to lay low, but he insisted on doing every interview. He went on all the TV shows. Soon he started a protest right here at India Gate. He announced: ‘I am going to sit here until the case is reopened.’ Thousands of people joined him. All the famous musicians and Bollywood stars came to join him. The largest magazine in India called him ‘the country’s youngest icon.’ Soon after the protest began, the chief judge of the Supreme Court announced he was reopening the case. When the new trial was finished, the man had been given a life sentence!”

(New Delhi, India)

humansofnewyork:

"We practiced for about thirty minutes before he actually called my parents. I pretended to be my mom, and tried to think of all the reasons she’d object to us getting married, and he practiced his rebuttals. The actual call was a lot easier than the rehearsal."
(New Delhi, India)

humansofnewyork:

"We practiced for about thirty minutes before he actually called my parents. I pretended to be my mom, and tried to think of all the reasons she’d object to us getting married, and he practiced his rebuttals. The actual call was a lot easier than the rehearsal."

(New Delhi, India)

dritim:

sluggys:

You wouldn’t download a goat. 

shut the fuck up i would absolutely download a goat

Three years later, a new girl sits cross-legged on your bed.
She tastes like a different flavor of bubblegum than you are used to.
She opens up a book that you had to read in high school, and a folded picture of us falls out of chapter three.
Now there are two unfinished stories resting in her lap.
Inevitably, she asks, and you tell her.

You say: I dated her a while back.
You don’t say: Sometimes, when I’m holding you, I imagine the smell of her vanilla perfume.

You say: She was younger than me.
You don’t say: The sixteen summers in her bones warmed the eighteen winters my skin had weathered.

You say: It’s nothing now.
You don’t say: But it was everything then.

Some things are better left unsaid (via dearalexandra)

FUCK?!!?

(via extrasad)

beinglarawr:

artandcookies:

johndoomedbutlovingitegbert:

martinekenblog:

Ice Cream Roses

ALL REGULAR ICE CREAM IS NOW DULL TO ME

If you ever want to bring me flowers, these are the kind I like.

"What’s your favourite flower?"
"Ice cream."

scribbleowl:

sango-hentaitenshi:

necktie-nyxeth:

longleggedgit:


r-dart:


Now you know the truth of what’s going through my mind at parties.


oh my gosh the last panel actually made me tear up


gpoy

I can’t tell you how accurate this is

This is a really good depiction of social anxiety because it focuses on inner states rather then outward actions. As someone very good at concealing his anxiety, I appreciate it.

scribbleowl:

sango-hentaitenshi:

necktie-nyxeth:

longleggedgit:

r-dart:

Now you know the truth of what’s going through my mind at parties.

oh my gosh the last panel actually made me tear up

gpoy

I can’t tell you how accurate this is

This is a really good depiction of social anxiety because it focuses on inner states rather then outward actions. As someone very good at concealing his anxiety, I appreciate it.