i just ate a lasagna and now i have a huge craving for cherry mountain dew but if i do that i wont be able to fall asleep.

(Reblogged from ordinaryelegance)


one time i was swimming in a spring in florida and everybody started screaming and getting out of the water and i was like haha losers aint nothing in this water and so i climbed up on a rock to sit, but then the rock started moving and thats the story of the time i rode a manatee

(Source: charlottelabouff)

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I saw a service-dog-in-training today at work and I just had to pet her she was the cutest thing!

I’m at the part of my sociology class where my assignment is essentially “IMAGINE IF YOU WERE SENT TO A THIRD WORLD COUNTRY.” Every discussion of industrialization comes across as “lol, look at these backwards ass countries that just so happen to be led and inhabited primarily nonwhite people” without hardly any mention of how they got that way.


I took my girlfriend to an improv show the other night and during intermission we were passionately arguing over whether half a 5 Hour Energy shot would give you 2.5 hours of energy or 5 hours of half-assed energy so we turned around to ask the opinions of the three people behind us and one of them said “Are all your arguments like this because we heard you in the lobby earlier fighting over the right way to pronounce ‘egg’?”

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reminder that if we’re in a mutual and you’re under the age of 18 and find it creepy or weird that i’m following you back as an adult then let me know and i’ll unfollow and it won’t need to be a big deal at all… like, please put your own safety and wellbeing first 

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Regal Cats in Oil by Eldar Zakirov [website | deviantart]

[h/t: uggly]

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My puppy ran off again and my mom had to chase her through the neighbor’s driveway. She would not listen when my mom called her, even tho she listens for me. So now my puppy is locked in her cage. My mom has never worked with my puppy in regards to the command “come here” nor does she talk to the trainer we used to go to. She just yells at the dog, and anytime I say “please don’t yell” my mom just says “Dad and I have had dogs for years. Do you remember Lady ever misbehaving as much as her?” And then she says that “my way” is the “sweet and la-dee-dah” way of doing things that doesn’t work for the puppy.