Regrettably I drew the pictures without much consideration for where I’d put the text. Most noticeably in the sixth image where I practically ended up with a collage.
(And a happy birthday to weaver.)
OH. MY. GOD.
OH DEAR LORD.
I AM LITERALLY SCREAMING THERE’S TEARS RUNNING DOWN MY FACE HELP ME
OH. MY. GOD. OH HEAVENS. WHAT. AMG. WHAT?
I would read this to my kids
WHAT IN THE ACTUAL FUCK
JESUS TAKE THE WHEEL.
I dont know what to think! XD
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Having fun with proxies.
Did he really have to go there about Transexuals? Was that even necessary?
I don’t like what you do/did on the SUAP blog, but I do find this rather amusing. LMJ has “dumbophobia”. He’s all brag, but the fact that he can’t shut up about you whenever you appear *either in person or in a conversation* he literally jumps off the deep end and goes psychotic.
And yes, I lost maybe 16 brain cells reading all of his insults in his livestream chat.
Reblogging again because If any of my followers still think jay is a quality human being you are dead wrong. Also I kinda want this to get around more :P
Okay, so I saw these gifs of a dildo going around on one of those luggage belts. I then clicked on the accompanying audio file, wondering what it could possibly be.
Then something beautiful happened.
The song…it is not at all what I expected. As soon as I heard those first notes, I spit iced tea everywhere. Help me I’m dying.
At first I was like “Eh, yeah, that’s a big black dildo that’s kinda boring”
PLEASE READ AND SPARE A PRAYER FOR HIM
I just got a call not so long ago from my mother, so I apologize if this is rushed but I have to get to her because I’m bawling and my insides are shaking, that my younger brother (now just 20 years old) has been in a car accident.
He’s all the way up in Alaska, and we have very little way of knowing what’s going on. She told me she couldn’t tell me at 3am today, because she didn’t know how to call me up and tell me, and I called HER to see if we were done fighting over an argument we’d had this weekend and could I talk to her again.
That’s when the bombshell hit that my brother is currently STILL in surgery since 3am, fixing his jugular which got twisted in the accident, reconstructing his right ear which got completely ripped off as his car was pretty much sliced in half from what she’s been told, and there’s still something wrong in his chest cavity that we don’t know about.
I haven’t always been the best sister, in fact my brother and I frequently have argued whenever we’re near eachother and spewed hatred at eachother. It’s selfish to want him to live just so I can tell him I love him, I know that, that I’m sorry and never meant all the cruel things I’ve said to him. But he’s my brother, and it would kill my mother to lose one of her children, and honestly it would kill me too and I never realized just how much I really DIDN’T mean all the mean things I’d say to him. I don’t care if this makes ya’ll think I’m a mean nasty person for saying things like that to family, I don’t.
I’m begging you, PLEASE pray. Even if you don’t believe it’ll help, please pray for Ross Kalke. This handsome young boy, who is smart, and sweet, and kind and caring, and so so strong both physically and mentally and who I used to worry every time he’d go out on fishing boats in Alaska, and I want nothing more than to wake up from his hospital-induced coma smiling and laughing and making jokes about how he lost an ear and acting all macho and tough about it.
I don’t care how my brother comes back. He could be scarred to hell, his brain be retarded and he need looking after, and if no one else can do it, I’ll find a way to. I really. Don’t. Care. Just please, any prayers that can be sent upstairs to just bring him BACK to us. I’m begging, and sobbing while I write this, and to be honest, I’m not the kind of person who cries often and I dislike begging vehemently. I don’t want any money, I don’t want your pity, I just want my brother back. Please reblog, and get this on as many dashboards as you can, because I need an army of prayers to bring him back to us.
So, you guys remember a couple months ago when I asked you to put my girlfriend’s Mother in your prayers, even if you weren’t religious? Yeah… I kind of need that again.
If you’re a religious person, or even if you aren’t, could you please throw out a prayer for him? Or maybe a re-blog, if that’s not too much for ask for? I don’t like asking for re-blogs but she and I would both appreciate it greatly and she and her family could really use some Tumblrpon good will right now.
I apologize for the off-topic re-blog but this is insanely important to she and I. I also made my own post on this but this one is far more heartfelt and it comes directly from Iinky herself, so bleh to my version. I love Morgan more than words could possibly convey and I cannot stand to see this happen to her and her family.
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Since there’s apparently been a slight uproar about the fact that the scents I sent RCR to test aren’t in the shop yet, this is to let everyone know, I *will* be pouring the three scents tonight as batches. I’ll be doing a Raspberry Orange, a Raspberry Vanilla, and a Chocolate…
I love this artist’s art style. Also, that spotted hyena drawing makes my pants tight.
I found this interesting. The more you know right? lol
I forgot about all these!
Wait…hyenas are hermaphrodites??? ….wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuutttt how cum no one tells me these things!?
Holy crap, this was incredibly informative and interesting to read. I know a lot more about the animal kingdom now.
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Time is the fire in which we burn.
Do you guys remember this? One of our animators did this. She’s really awesome.
I decided to reblog it because it almost has 20’000 notes, and it’s bugging me.
casually reblogging again
i think theres some people i need to unfollow…
good for you
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