My life is pretty monotonous, so I go on tumblr! I like and reblog anything that I like, which means what makes me laugh, cry, think, or I'll just reblog for the hell of it :D
So have fun in this blog, you will find almost anything. (mostly fandoms though >.>)

 

mc-squidward:

doragray:

jennlferlawrence:

frostingpeetaswounds:

i laughed so hard at the “i don’t know” and “something is wrong”

the twilight one is like abstract poetry

If you read it all together it’s like the most awkward, tense conversation ever.
"My name is Katniss Everdeen," I sighed. Nothing happened.
"I don’t know," he sighed.
Harry looked around, I shake my head and shrugged.
Harry stared. “I am seventeen years old.”
I frowned and he waited.
"My home is District 12."
Harry chuckled and said nothing. Now I wish I had.
I laughed. We looked at each other. I swallowed hard. He shrugged. Harry blinked and hesitates. I flinched.
He looked around. “I’m not really surprised.”
I took a deep breath, something he didn’t have last time. “Something is wrong.”
He didn’t answer. He stood up.

OMG

mc-squidward:

doragray:

jennlferlawrence:

frostingpeetaswounds:

i laughed so hard at the “i don’t know” and “something is wrong”

the twilight one is like abstract poetry

If you read it all together it’s like the most awkward, tense conversation ever.

"My name is Katniss Everdeen," I sighed. Nothing happened.

"I don’t know," he sighed.

Harry looked around, I shake my head and shrugged.

Harry stared. “I am seventeen years old.”

I frowned and he waited.

"My home is District 12."

Harry chuckled and said nothing. Now I wish I had.

I laughed. We looked at each other. I swallowed hard. He shrugged. Harry blinked and hesitates. I flinched.

He looked around. “I’m not really surprised.”

I took a deep breath, something he didn’t have last time. “Something is wrong.”

He didn’t answer. He stood up.

OMG

Anonymous asked
I can practically taste your anti

*waiting*

anarchistlovesongs:

domme-chronicles:

strangeremains:

Skull, found in France, with a knife still embedded it it.  The skull belonged to a Roman solider who died during the Gallic Wars, ca. 52BC. It was on display at the Museo Rocsen in Argentina.  

Whenever I see things like this, I wonder how they died. I guess it will always be a mystery.

I’m gonna go with “Stabbed through the head” 

anarchistlovesongs:

domme-chronicles:

strangeremains:

Skull, found in France, with a knife still embedded it it.  The skull belonged to a Roman solider who died during the Gallic Wars, ca. 52BC. It was on display at the Museo Rocsen in Argentina.  

Whenever I see things like this, I wonder how they died. I guess it will always be a mystery.

I’m gonna go with “Stabbed through the head” 

(Source: derwiduhudar)

Anonymous asked
The person who can think the loudest is the person who speaks first. But the person who thinks the most thoroughly is the person who speaks loudest. Be confident in what you're going to say before you say it, and your voice will ring out loud and clear. You shall be heard if you want to be.

Anonymous asked
What do you want to become when you die?

Hopefully I will become nothing and just kinda be blissed out for eternity. I don’t see the point in reincarnation if I can’t remember my past life. 

Anonymous asked
HP or SPN?

Surprisingly easy question to answer….Harry Potter! I do love Supernatural and I am a hard-core Dean girl but Harry Potter is my childhood, it was my first fandom, and it has a special place in my heart, like most people who know about HP, even if they never read the books!

By the By: I’m a Hufflepuff 

If anyone slaps you on the right cheek, turn to them the other cheek also

Matt 5:39

This specifically refers to a hand striking the side of a person’s face, tells quite a different story when placed in it’s proper historical context. In Jesus’s time, striking someone of a lower class ( a servant) with the back of the hand was used to assert authority and dominance. If the persecuted person “turned the other cheek,” the discipliner was faced with a dilemma. The left hand was used for unclean purposes, so a back-hand strike on the opposite cheek would not be performed. Another alternative would be a slap with the open hand as a challenge or to punch the person, but this was seen as a statement of equality. Thus, by turning the other cheek the persecuted was in effect putting an end to the behavior or if the slapping continued the person would lawfully be deemed equal and have to be released as a servant/slave.   

(via thefullnessofthefaith)

THAT makes a lot more sense, now, thank you. 

(via guardianrock)

I can attest to the original poster’s comments. A few years back I took an intensive seminar on faith-based progressive activism, and we spent an entire unit discussing how many of Jesus’ instructions and stories were performative protests designed to shed light on and ridicule the oppressions of that time period as a way to emphasize the absurdity of the social hierarchy and give people the will and motivation to make changes for a more free and equal society.

For example, the next verse (Matthew 5:40) states “And if anyone wants to sue you and take your shirt, hand over your coat as well.” In that time period, men traditionally wore a shirt and a coat-like garment as their daily wear. To sue someone for their shirt was to put them in their place - suing was generally only performed to take care of outstanding debts, and to be sued for one’s shirt meant that the person was so destitute the only valuable thing they could repay with was their own clothing. However, many cultures at that time (including Hebrew peoples) had prohibitions bordering on taboo against public nudity, so for a sued man to surrender both his shirt and his coat was to turn the system on its head and symbolically state, in a very public forum, that “I have no money with which to repay this person, but they are so insistent on taking advantage of my poverty that I am leaving this hearing buck-ass naked. His greed is the cause of a shameful public spectacle.”

All of a sudden an action of power (suing someone for their shirt) becomes a powerful symbol of subversion and mockery, as the suing patron either accepts the coat (and therefore full responsibility as the cause of the other man’s shameful display) or desperately chases the protester around trying to return his clothes to him, making a fool of himself in front of his peers and the entire gathered community.

Additionally, the next verse (Matthew 5:41; “If anyone forces you to go one mile, go with them two miles.”) was a big middle finger to the Romans who had taken over Judea and were not seen as legitimate authority by the majority of the population there. Roman law stated that a centurion on the march could require a Jew (and possibly other civilians as well, although I don’t remember explicitly) to carry his pack at any time and for any reason for one mile along the road (and because of the importance of the Roman highway system in maintaining rule over the expansive empire, the roads tended to be very well ordered and marked), however hecould not require any service beyond the next mile marker. For a Jewish civilian to carry a centurion’s pack for an entire second mile was a way to subvert the authority of the occupying forces. If the civilian wouldn’t give the pack back at the end of the first mile, the centurion would either have to forcibly take it back or report the civilian to his commanding officer (both of which would result in discipline being taken against the soldier for breaking Roman law) or wait until the civilian volunteered to return the pack, giving the Judean native implicit power over the occupying Roman and completely subverting the power structure of the Empire. Can you imagine how demoralizing that must have been for the highly ordered Roman armies that patrolled the region?

Jesus was a pacifist, but his teachings were in no way passive. There’s a reason he was practically considered a terrorist by the reigning powers, and it wasn’t because he healed the sick and fed the hungry.

(via central-avenue)

IT’S BACK

(via dynastylnoire)

eggsus:

officialpollen:

celebrities that get more shit than they should:

  • nicki minaj
  • ke$ha
  • miley cyrus
  • lorde
  • lindsay lohan
  • taylor swift

celebrities that don’t get enough shit:

  • justin bieber
  • nash grier
  • justin bieber

notice how the first list is all women leading the industry. notice how the second list is two teenage boys who think they run shit but they’re hurting people.

baroquen-sol:

seerofsarcasm:

confusedtree:

dspazdoesntcare:

What the hell did I just watch? 

It’s me pretending to be a video game character what is wrong with you it’s pretty straight-forward

Wow this is really accurate right down to the breathing.

I’ve never hit reblog so fast in my life.

forceguardian:

lpfan9976:

croatoanhero:

Harley is a gift from God.

This is why Harley is like my all time favorite!

Why did they leave out the best part of this scene?;

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The character development of Harley is probably one of the better things DC has done with their characters.

(Source: breakourbones)

rotifers:

How can people think opossums are ugly? This precious baby is clutching its own tail with all four paws!

rotifers:

How can people think opossums are ugly? This precious baby is clutching its own tail with all four paws!

(Source: poopoopuffs)

caswouldratherbehere:

nerdinessboundaries:

X
This is Dean experiencing the effects of one of the Four Horsemen, Famine.  This moment in context for you:

DEAN (to Castiel) So, what, you just happen to know he likes the cosmos at this place?
CASTIEL This place is a nexus of human reproduction. It’s exactly the kind of-(Castiel watches Dean put ketchup on his cheeseburger) -of garden the Cupid will come to— to pollinate.
(Dean puts his cheeseburger back down)
SAM Wait a minute. You’re not hungry?
DEAN No. What? I’m not hungry.
CASTIEL Then you’re not gonna finish that? (takes Dean’s cheeseburger.)( looking toward a couple at a table across the room) He’s here.

X- Transcript of My Bloody Valentine, 5.14
see also:

SAM I thought famine meant starvation, like as in, you know, food.
CASTIEL Yes. Absolutely. But not just food. I mean, everyone seems to be starving for something—Sex, attention, drugs, love…

and then: 

DEAN Are you serious?
CASTIEL These make me…very happy.
DEAN How many is that?
CASTIEL I lost count. It’s in the low hundreds. What I don’t understand is…where is your hunger, Dean?
DEAN Huh?
CASTIEL Well, slowly but surely, everyone in this town is falling prey to Famine, but so far, you seem unaffected.
DEAN Hey, when I want to drink, I drink. When I want sex, I go get it. Same goes for a sandwich or a fight.
CASTIEL So…you’re saying you’re just well-adjusted?
DEAN God, no. I’m just well-fed. Look there.

Ok. Dean IS affected by Famine.  He is well fed, yes, but that does not leave him unaffected. Everyone, each person began craving what they did not allow themselves in their daily lives. Some people sex, others food, love, attention, whatever it is in their day to day life that they sacrifice for whatever reason… These people were craving it and seeking it fiercely.
Dean, however, seems to have his cravings dulled. He is, as he states, typically easy and quick to fulfill his own cravings. “When I want to drink, I drink. When I want sex, I go get it. Same goes for a sandwich or a fight.”
What Dean is experiencing as an effect of Famine is an absence of cravings. He is quite literally craving Abstinence. He is craving the loss of every craving he has ever fed. 
"I’m well fed." He says.
Dean, honey, you are fasting.

This is the first meta on Dean’s “hunger” that I’ve read that I can get behind.

caswouldratherbehere:

nerdinessboundaries:

X

This is Dean experiencing the effects of one of the Four Horsemen, Famine.  This moment in context for you:

DEAN (to Castiel) So, what, you just happen to know he likes the cosmos at this place?

CASTIEL This place is a nexus of human reproduction. It’s exactly the kind of-(Castiel watches Dean put ketchup on his cheeseburger) -of garden the Cupid will come to— to pollinate.

(Dean puts his cheeseburger back down)

SAM Wait a minute. You’re not hungry?

DEAN No. What? I’m not hungry.

CASTIEL Then you’re not gonna finish that? (takes Dean’s cheeseburger.)( looking toward a couple at a table across the room) He’s here.

X- Transcript of My Bloody Valentine, 5.14

see also:

SAM I thought famine meant starvation, like as in, you know, food.

CASTIEL Yes. Absolutely. But not just food. I mean, everyone seems to be starving for something—Sex, attention, drugs, love…

and then: 

DEAN Are you serious?

CASTIEL These make me…very happy.

DEAN How many is that?

CASTIEL I lost count. It’s in the low hundreds. What I don’t understand is…where is your hunger, Dean?

DEAN Huh?

CASTIEL Well, slowly but surely, everyone in this town is falling prey to Famine, but so far, you seem unaffected.

DEAN Hey, when I want to drink, I drink. When I want sex, I go get it. Same goes for a sandwich or a fight.

CASTIEL So…you’re saying you’re just well-adjusted?

DEAN God, no. I’m just well-fed. Look there.

Ok. 
Dean IS affected by Famine.  He is well fed, yes, but that does not leave him unaffected. Everyone, each person began craving what they did not allow themselves in their daily lives. Some people sex, others food, love, attention, whatever it is in their day to day life that they sacrifice for whatever reason… These people were craving it and seeking it fiercely.

Dean, however, seems to have his cravings dulled. He is, as he states, typically easy and quick to fulfill his own cravings. “When I want to drink, I drink. When I want sex, I go get it. Same goes for a sandwich or a fight.”

What Dean is experiencing as an effect of Famine is an absence of cravings. He is quite literally craving Abstinence. He is craving the loss of every craving he has ever fed. 

"I’m well fed." He says.

Dean, honey, you are fasting.

This is the first meta on Dean’s “hunger” that I’ve read that I can get behind.