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Pardon my ADHD. My name is Kailey, I'm 19 years old and I am a freshman at GRCC in my hometown of Grand Rapids. I'm pretty much an insomniac. I struggle sometimes with minor tasks such as walking straight lines and opening a bag of m&ms. I'm Adobe certified in Photoshop and InDesign, if anyone cares.
Also, gravity hates me.

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Welcome to my head

Pardon my ADHD. My name is Kailey, I'm 19 years old and I am a freshman at GRCC in my hometown of Grand Rapids. I'm pretty much an insomniac. I struggle sometimes with minor tasks such as walking straight lines and opening a bag of m&ms. I'm Adobe certified in Photoshop and InDesign, if anyone cares.
Also, gravity hates me.

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sherlocked-with-thebeatles:

owlwithafeatherboa:

roadkill-dreamcatcher:

      assassinslover:

osamah:

i like girls who look like they kill people for a living

image

Who is this and why does she look like the child of Hawkeye and Black Widow

That’s Natalie Dormer, and oh mY GOsH you’re right she does look their child!!!

that’s what happened in budapest. 

"Biology’s cruel joke goes something like this: As a teenage body goes through puberty, its circadian rhythm essentially shifts three hours backward. Suddenly, going to bed at nine or ten o’clock at night isn’t just a drag, but close to a biological impossibility. Studies of teenagers around the globe have found that adolescent brains do not start releasing melatonin until around eleven o’clock at night and keep pumping out the hormone well past sunrise. Adults, meanwhile, have little-to-no melatonin in their bodies when they wake up. With all that melatonin surging through their bloodstream, teenagers who are forced to be awake before eight in the morning are often barely alert and want nothing more than to give in to their body’s demands and fall back asleep. Because of the shift in their circadian rhythm, asking a teenager to perform well in a classroom during the early morning is like asking him or her to fly across the country and instantly adjust to the new time zone — and then do the same thing every night, for four years."

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Sleep and the teenage brain (via explore-blog)

This is why you have every right to be tired.  

(via lookrainbows)

(Source: explore-blog)

kev-n:

little-miss-fats:

source: robot-hugs

has anyone posted this yet? I love it! 

This is important.

violencegirl:

aint-got-nothin-at-all:

boobsbirdsbotany:


Real life “Rosie the Riveter” - Tennessee, 1943.
From the Library of Congress collection, 1930’s-1940’s in Color. 

GLORIFY THE SHIT OUT OF THIS IMAGE

!!!!!!!!

Painting a more accurate version of history, one reblog at a time.
When I posted this archival image of a “real life Rosie the Riveter” one year ago, I had no idea it would resonate with so many people. 19K and counting. 

violencegirl:

aint-got-nothin-at-all:

boobsbirdsbotany:

Real life “Rosie the Riveter” - Tennessee, 1943.

From the Library of Congress collection, 1930’s-1940’s in Color

GLORIFY THE SHIT OUT OF THIS IMAGE

!!!!!!!!

Painting a more accurate version of history, one reblog at a time.

When I posted this archival image of a “real life Rosie the Riveter” one year ago, I had no idea it would resonate with so many people. 19K and counting. 

coolhandlunar:

bundleoffuckingsunshine:

shrieking-affliction:

Diogenes was the shit.  He was easily one of the best philosophers ever.  He made himself the least wealthy person, hence living in a “Barrel”.  He also, upon seeing a child drinking from a river with his hands, smashed his only wooden bowl claiming to be “Bested by a child”.  He did public stunts to make a point towards customs and norms including eating in the marketplace in Athens which was generally not acceptable.  When Plato described humans as “Featherless Bipeds” he plucked a chicken and brought it to him, saying “here’s your man”.  Plato changed that description to “Featherless bipeds with arms”.  And here’s where it gets real.Diogenes the Cynic became well known all over.  In fact, Alexander the great, the one man who could have anyone killed just because, went out of his way to find him.  Upon meeting Diogenes, whom was laying on the ground, he said something to the extent of “Ah, the great Diogenes!  Is there anything that I, Alexander the Great, can do you?”.  Diogenes’ response was a crude “Yes, Get out of my sunlight.”But, however, Alexander came back another time, to find Diogenes sifting through a pile of bones.  Alex inquired “Diogenes, what are you doing sifting through that pile of bones?” Diogenes the Cynic responded “I’m trying to distinguish between the bones of your father, and that of a slave.  I cannot tell the difference.”  An insult that any man would want the other beheaded for indeed.  But no, not Alexander.  Alexander went on to later say that if he were not Alexander the Great, he would wish to be Diogenes.Dude’s a motherfuckingbadass.

My new fav person. Ever.

Fucking greek philosophy man.  Just when you think you’ve reached the epitome of bullshit in the post derridic world, all you have to do is look back to the ancient Greeks and realize you have NOTHING on them.

coolhandlunar:

bundleoffuckingsunshine:

shrieking-affliction:

Diogenes was the shit.  He was easily one of the best philosophers ever.  He made himself the least wealthy person, hence living in a “Barrel”.  He also, upon seeing a child drinking from a river with his hands, smashed his only wooden bowl claiming to be “Bested by a child”.  He did public stunts to make a point towards customs and norms including eating in the marketplace in Athens which was generally not acceptable.  When Plato described humans as “Featherless Bipeds” he plucked a chicken and brought it to him, saying “here’s your man”.  Plato changed that description to “Featherless bipeds with arms”.  

And here’s where it gets real.

Diogenes the Cynic became well known all over.  In fact, Alexander the great, the one man who could have anyone killed just because, went out of his way to find him.  Upon meeting Diogenes, whom was laying on the ground, he said something to the extent of “Ah, the great Diogenes!  Is there anything that I, Alexander the Great, can do you?”.  Diogenes’ response was a crude “Yes, Get out of my sunlight.”

But, however, Alexander came back another time, to find Diogenes sifting through a pile of bones.  Alex inquired “Diogenes, what are you doing sifting through that pile of bones?” Diogenes the Cynic responded “I’m trying to distinguish between the bones of your father, and that of a slave.  I cannot tell the difference.”  An insult that any man would want the other beheaded for indeed.  But no, not Alexander.  

Alexander went on to later say that if he were not Alexander the Great, he would wish to be Diogenes.

Dude’s a motherfuckingbadass.

My new fav person. Ever.

Fucking greek philosophy man.  Just when you think you’ve reached the epitome of bullshit in the post derridic world, all you have to do is look back to the ancient Greeks and realize you have NOTHING on them.

(Source: stickyembraces)

naoren:

anotherpinecestblog:

limey404:

stop doing things in unison you adorable little jerKs

God dammit

A thing I love about Gravity Falls is the twins’ personalities are so distinct, you sometimes forget they’re twins. Yet at the same time they will often do ‘twin’ things like move or talk in unison. They’re their own characters yet they are also a set, and that healthy balance is a great characterization.

mulders:

I’m about to have a grand fucking time

snakelikecharmer:

parisjemm:

A relationship is like a house

If a lightbulb goes out, you don’t buy a new house, you just change the lightbulb.

Unless that house is a lying whore

Then you burn the fucker to the ground and buy a better house with lights that you can fucking count on.

This took the best possible turn.

cloudiness:

I don’t even need to caption this WE ARE ALL THINKING THE SAME DAMN THING

cloudiness:

I don’t even need to caption this WE ARE ALL THINKING THE SAME DAMN THING

belleandwhistle:

breyanarae:


elegantlytasteless:

Underwater sculpture, in Grenada, in honor of our African ancestors thrown overboard.


I couldnt not reblog this, it’s so powerful to me.

oh my god.

belleandwhistle:

breyanarae:

elegantlytasteless:

Underwater sculpture, in Grenada, in honor of our African ancestors thrown overboard.

I couldnt not reblog this, it’s so powerful to me.

oh my god.

(Source: elegantly-tasteless)

blockchiken:

vanguard-of-courage:

blockchiken:

vinny-licious:

blockchiken:

alora-witch:

reeses-peixes:

prettyflyforaredspy:

raceagainstelegance:

suyedah:

a wallet that will never be stolen from your purse

omg

omfg

oh

that’s fucking brilliant

how, by putting a dollar in gift wrap?

"gift wrap"

i don’t get it

it’s not gift wrap

then what is it?

blockchiken:

vanguard-of-courage:

blockchiken:

vinny-licious:

blockchiken:

alora-witch:

reeses-peixes:

prettyflyforaredspy:

raceagainstelegance:

suyedah:

a wallet that will never be stolen from your purse

omg

omfg

oh

that’s fucking brilliant

how, by putting a dollar in gift wrap?

"gift wrap"

i don’t get it

it’s not gift wrap

then what is it?

nishlo:

I’m high as shit and just debated in my argument class on why weed should be illegal and I won

summershadowtwin:

lifehandsulemons:

allhaillokigodofmischief:

When school gets hard, just remember this….

This is really inspiring to me.

summershadowtwin:

lifehandsulemons:

allhaillokigodofmischief:

When school gets hard, just remember this….

This is really inspiring to me.

Fall Out Boy Songs for the Signs

shitthesignssay:

  • Aries- The Phoenix
  • Taurus- Grand Theft Autumn
  • Gemini- Get Busy Living or Get Busy Dying
  • Cancer- A Little Less 16 Candles, A Little More “Touch Me”
  • Leo- “The Take Over, The Breaks Over”
  • Virgo- Sugar, We’re Goin Down
  • Libra- America’s Suitehearts
  • Scorpio- Tell That Mick He Just Made My List of Things to Do Today
  • Sagittarius- Thnks fr th Mmrs
  • Capricorn- Fame < Infamy
  • Aquarius- Dance, Dance
  • Pisces- 20 Dollar Nose Bleed

pop-culture-savvy-fallen-angel:

the-fandoms-are-cool:

sistercrow:

lokanemandi:

stormcloak:

Clifford the big red dog by *sandara

OH MY GOD

Can we have a Clifford live action movie?  Not a kids movie either. 
Like, Emily Elizabeth’s parents are working for a government agency developing a super soldier serum.  None of their testing is working and they start testing the serum on larger mammals in hopes of seeing better results.  They inject a variety of animals, including a dog.  Nothing.  They are desperate and on the verge of having their project shut down when they notice one of the test dogs is pregnant.  It gives birth and they bring one of the puppies home for their daughter.
To their shock, the puppy they brought home starts to grow at an incredible rate, its fur mutating into a brilliant red as it does so.  They are ecstatic because their research has finally seen a result, albeit one they weren’t expecting.  There is only one problem.
Clifford has become attached to Emily and refuses to leave her side.  Emily, too, has fallen in love with her new pet.  They decide to let their project be canceled rather than try to separate the two.  Unfortunately, the government discovers their secret and begins a campaign to retrieve Clifford at any costs.  During the initial conflict, Emily Elizabeth’s parents are killed trying to help her and Clifford escape.  Emily and her dog flee into the wild.  This sets the opening of the movie.
Over the course of the movie, Emily and Clifford are on the run and we see Emily grow into a young woman, everything about her honed into a survivalist expert.  She and Clifford roam the backwoods, constantly in fear of being captured.  On one of her rare trips into town one day, Emily witnesses a bank robbery in progress involving multiple hostages.  She calls Clifford and the two of them save the lives of the hostages but wreck the bank in the process.  The local news capture footage of Clifford and it isn’t long before the military arrives in town.
Emily wants to just run away again, but she sees that the military is destroying the town, driving people out of their homes and destroying property in their search.  She decides that enough is enough and rides Clifford back into town and fights the military.  Amidst the fighting a huge truck arrives.  A general (who was her parent’s superior officer) gets out and smirks.  He tells Emily Elizabeth that Clifford’s mother wasn’t the only animal that gave birth to a litter of babies after receiving an injection.  The back of the truck unfolds to reveal a massive tabby cat.  The cat strains against its bindings and tears free, immediately leaping onto a nearby group of soldiers and devouring them.  Emily is horrified and orders Clifford to attack.
What follows is the dramatic battle between Clifford and the mutant cat.  Clifford has strength, but the cat is too fast and agile.  It looks like Clifford is down for the count, when the townsfolk, recognizing that Clifford is on their side, come to his aid.  They distract the cat long enough for him to finish the beast off for good. 
The military retreats, the general swearing vengeance on the two of them, and Emily and Clifford ride off into the night once more.  But the legend of the big red dog has already started.  And Emily Elizabeth knows that the day will come when she and Clifford will need to ride into battle against the forces of evil once more.
The credits roll.
Post credits, the screen fades to black for a moment.  The sound of waves crashing on shore fills the air.  The screen flashes brilliant white.  The light of the lighthouse moves on, revealing a rocky shore on a rainy day.  The camera pans down to find Clifford and Emily gazing out to sea.  A massive object hangs in the air off the coast, obscured in the clouds.  A smaller object rapidly approaches them.  It resolves itself into an advanced helicopter that silently lands just down the shore from them.  Clifford lets out a low growl but Emily quiets him with a hand on his leg.  A lone figure emerges from the aircraft, huddling his arms around himself to fight off the cold.
He approaches the two.  His hair is short and somewhat curly.  He wears glasses and a grey flannel shirt and seems unlikely to pose a threat to the two.
“Emily Elizabeth,” he says over the sound of the crashing surf, “I worked with your parents.  It’s taken us a while to find you, after the Birdwell Island incident.”
“And who exactly is ‘us’,” she responds, eyes narrowing suspiciously.
Ignoring her question, the man continues.  “Me and Clifford have a lot in common, actually.”  He smiles a little awkwardly, then presses on.  “I was hoping you might be interested in meeting my boss.  He’s fairly excited to talk with you.”
“You still haven’t answered my question.  Who are you and who do you work for?”
The man smiles.  “My name is Banner.  And I’m hear to talk to you about the Avengers Initiative.”

how long did you even spend writing this for that fucking twist ending because my friend you are one devoted fan

HOLY FUCK I JUST SPAZZED OUT AND EVEN DROOLED GIVE THIS TO ME NOW

pop-culture-savvy-fallen-angel:

the-fandoms-are-cool:

sistercrow:

lokanemandi:

stormcloak:

Clifford the big red dog by *sandara

OH MY GOD

Can we have a Clifford live action movie?  Not a kids movie either. 

Like, Emily Elizabeth’s parents are working for a government agency developing a super soldier serum.  None of their testing is working and they start testing the serum on larger mammals in hopes of seeing better results.  They inject a variety of animals, including a dog.  Nothing.  They are desperate and on the verge of having their project shut down when they notice one of the test dogs is pregnant.  It gives birth and they bring one of the puppies home for their daughter.

To their shock, the puppy they brought home starts to grow at an incredible rate, its fur mutating into a brilliant red as it does so.  They are ecstatic because their research has finally seen a result, albeit one they weren’t expecting.  There is only one problem.

Clifford has become attached to Emily and refuses to leave her side.  Emily, too, has fallen in love with her new pet.  They decide to let their project be canceled rather than try to separate the two.  Unfortunately, the government discovers their secret and begins a campaign to retrieve Clifford at any costs.  During the initial conflict, Emily Elizabeth’s parents are killed trying to help her and Clifford escape.  Emily and her dog flee into the wild.  This sets the opening of the movie.

Over the course of the movie, Emily and Clifford are on the run and we see Emily grow into a young woman, everything about her honed into a survivalist expert.  She and Clifford roam the backwoods, constantly in fear of being captured.  On one of her rare trips into town one day, Emily witnesses a bank robbery in progress involving multiple hostages.  She calls Clifford and the two of them save the lives of the hostages but wreck the bank in the process.  The local news capture footage of Clifford and it isn’t long before the military arrives in town.

Emily wants to just run away again, but she sees that the military is destroying the town, driving people out of their homes and destroying property in their search.  She decides that enough is enough and rides Clifford back into town and fights the military.  Amidst the fighting a huge truck arrives.  A general (who was her parent’s superior officer) gets out and smirks.  He tells Emily Elizabeth that Clifford’s mother wasn’t the only animal that gave birth to a litter of babies after receiving an injection.  The back of the truck unfolds to reveal a massive tabby cat.  The cat strains against its bindings and tears free, immediately leaping onto a nearby group of soldiers and devouring them.  Emily is horrified and orders Clifford to attack.

What follows is the dramatic battle between Clifford and the mutant cat.  Clifford has strength, but the cat is too fast and agile.  It looks like Clifford is down for the count, when the townsfolk, recognizing that Clifford is on their side, come to his aid.  They distract the cat long enough for him to finish the beast off for good. 

The military retreats, the general swearing vengeance on the two of them, and Emily and Clifford ride off into the night once more.  But the legend of the big red dog has already started.  And Emily Elizabeth knows that the day will come when she and Clifford will need to ride into battle against the forces of evil once more.

The credits roll.

Post credits, the screen fades to black for a moment.  The sound of waves crashing on shore fills the air.  The screen flashes brilliant white.  The light of the lighthouse moves on, revealing a rocky shore on a rainy day.  The camera pans down to find Clifford and Emily gazing out to sea.  A massive object hangs in the air off the coast, obscured in the clouds.  A smaller object rapidly approaches them.  It resolves itself into an advanced helicopter that silently lands just down the shore from them.  Clifford lets out a low growl but Emily quiets him with a hand on his leg.  A lone figure emerges from the aircraft, huddling his arms around himself to fight off the cold.

He approaches the two.  His hair is short and somewhat curly.  He wears glasses and a grey flannel shirt and seems unlikely to pose a threat to the two.

“Emily Elizabeth,” he says over the sound of the crashing surf, “I worked with your parents.  It’s taken us a while to find you, after the Birdwell Island incident.

“And who exactly is ‘us’,” she responds, eyes narrowing suspiciously.

Ignoring her question, the man continues.  “Me and Clifford have a lot in common, actually.”  He smiles a little awkwardly, then presses on.  “I was hoping you might be interested in meeting my boss.  He’s fairly excited to talk with you.”

“You still haven’t answered my question.  Who are you and who do you work for?”

The man smiles.  “My name is Banner.  And I’m hear to talk to you about the Avengers Initiative.”

how long did you even spend writing this for that fucking twist ending because my friend you are one devoted fan

HOLY FUCK I JUST SPAZZED OUT AND EVEN DROOLED GIVE THIS TO ME NOW

(Source: drthmaul-moved)