my algebra teacher is pregnant and asked my class for baby names and she called on me and i panicked and said luigi
I WAS ON MY PHONE IN ART AND I READ THIS AND LAUGHED OUT LOUD AND A KID NEXT TO ME WAS LIKE “WHO ARE YOU TEXTING” AND I PANICKED AND SAID “LUIGI”
GUYS THIS SHOULD BE A THING. EVERYTIME SOMEONE ASKS YOU SOMETHING AND YOU PANIC JUST SAY LUIGI
luigi! at the disco
i’ve reblogged 3 variations of this already
His dad won’t help him pay for college, now that he came out as a boy. He makes fantastic plushies and art, and is taking commissions. Please donate or commission him asap!!
PLEASE help him!!
If you can’t donate, please reblog so others can see!! Thank you!!
Who else can’t seem to stop shaking their leg?
That is called ‘Restless-Leg-Syndrome’. People who have it tend to sleep worse and suffer from depression.
I didn’t know that.
Holy shit, so that’s why i shake my leg.
Follow my blog www.astro0art.tumblr.com and reblog this post and I’ll sketch you something!
It might be based on your blog, URL, or just a random little character! Make sure your submit box is open!
My friend told me about a watercolouring techinque where you mix sugar and water and after “painting” the paper with the liquid, you add the watercolour.
I wanted to try it out and took a couple of photos…
I give up arting forever
What the hell
We did this in our after school club a few years back!
About a week ago I posted this.
I’ve been getting horrible messages like this in my ask for months, including:
and my personal favorite
After getting the message saying “Just go kill yourself” I was completely done dealing with this person’s horrible messages and replied with just an “Okay.” and logged off tumblr.
About a week later I logged back on with 17 messages in my ask, most of them from the anon. I scrolled down and at first when I logged off, the anon messaged me things like
I scrolled up more and all of a sudden they started sending me more and more messages like
This was extremely surprising to me. I thought “After all those horrible messages you sent to me for MONTHS about hating me and wanting me dead, you say ‘sorry’ and that you ‘cant be responsible for someone’s suicide’?”
But I guess the lesson goes like this:
DONT TELL ANYONE TO KILL THEMSELVES UNLESS YOU ARE PREPARED FOR WHAT MIGHT ACTUALLY HAPPEN
DON’T TELL ANYONE TO KILL THEMSELVES EVER.
THIS POST IS SO IMPORTANT I WANT EVERYONE
ON TUMBLRIN THE WORLD TO SEE IT
This needs to be reblogged. I couldn’t scroll past this if I tried, I got a message like that but not for me, it told me to my friend to kill them self, I was livid! I didn’t answer it because a message like that doesn’t deserve an answer but I don’t see what is so funny about telling someone to kill them selves! I really don’t! It’s sick and it’s wrong. This person though, I take my hat off to you. You taught that bully a lesson.
Alright, guys. I don’t post much about my personal life on here and I certainly never ask much of anyone, but I’ve run into a problem I simply can’t handle alone. I adopted a kitten a little over two years ago and named her Auryn (the medallion from The Never Ending Story). I brought her with me when I lived out in Norton, VA with my sister Lizz / imsosrsly and once there (and once she was old enough) I got her shots and de-wormed her and all the wonderful things that go along with raising a beautiful baby kitty.
She was strictly inside and spooked easily, but she was also brave and super cuddly. I have terrible anxiety and was having an extremely stressful time at Norton, but when she was there with me, I always felt better. She even enjoyed watching me play Minecraft while laying in my lap. We’ve moved again and brought her along with us to this new house.
A couple days ago, while most likely trying to catch bugs on the porch, we think she fell. We found her with a messed up leg. We googled a lot of possibilities as to what was wrong, but obviously you never know until you take them to the vet. I spent a good part of last night messaging friends on Facebook to help me take her to the vet this morning (thank you to all of you who were supportive and sweet) and I did get a ride from my wonderful mother.
And here’s the bad news: her back right leg is completely broken and described by the vet as “shattered” and “the worst he’s seen” there at the Animal Hospital. I am honestly devastated because she’s been through so much with us and has really become a part of our family.
Even worse news: we don’t have the money to pay for her surgery. Mom is currently working and so is Lizz and I’m trying my hardest to get mine and Courtney’s shop open, but it isn’t enough on top of being behind on bills and gas and just having gotten back from Dragoncon and everything else. The surgery the vet wanted us to get, from a surgeon in Blacksburg, would run about $2,000 to $4,000, which is out of the question for us. However, they will operate on her at the Hospital for $400. This is on top of the $200 that we had to spend on her visit today. We simply don’t have the money, but I can’t stand the thought of her not healing or getting the treatment she needs.
The deadline for her surgery is the end of next week on Thursday, September 18th. So I’m asking that if any of you are better off than we are, please donate for her. Even if it’s just a little, that helps more than you know. I’d like to set a goal for us of about $700-$800, just to cover the surgery and future meds and visits. But just raising the $400 would be a blessing. Thank you all so much for taking the time to read this and possibly donating or even just reblogging this post!
Please make your donations to Lizz’s paypal account, since I don’t have one: Lizzeh_mo@yahoo.com
Hey guys so we NEVER reblog stuff like this onto our cosplay tumblr, but anyone who’s followed us for a while knows how important cats are to us!! Shan and Lizz are our friends and great cosplayers and GREAT PEOPLE and they need help to get their baby the help she needs. Please, please, think about donating or signal boosting or anything.
LET ME TELL YOU SOMETHING ABOUT MY MOM. IM SO FUCKING PROUD OF HER.
She had a hard fucking life. Her real mother died in a car accident when she was 3, killing her mother and her unborn brother. (They found out the sex the day she and the baby were pronounced dead in the hospital) and was raised by an abusive step mother. Her parents blew all of her life insurance on booze and cigarettes but she still kept a positive relationship with them. One of her best friends committed suicide. She got pregnant at 19 and has to quit college to have time to support my oldest sister. My parents got married October 25, 1986. She had four children and did her absolute best to support us. In 2012, she was diagnosed with stage 3 Internal Ductal Carcinoma (one of the most common form of breast cancer). I was working at a camp the summer she was diagnosed and all she said was “have them all pray for me.” And that, we did. She took her first round of chemo on the day of her Nursing boards exam and got a perfect score. After chemo and radiation was completed, she was deemed “in remission” (about 6 months after the initial diagnosis). She believes that prayer and love from her family kept her fighting strong. After chemo, she said she wanted to lose weight, because “if I can beat cancer I can beat obesity.” And from July 2013-present, she lost 101 lbs using weight watchers. Her UGW is to be one pound less than me. She is one of the baddest bitches I know. And she can accomplish ANYTHING she puts her mind to. I love my mom so much.
Is hella cool