Tumbling towards chaos...

Hello

bardsfingertips:

Hi, tumblr. It has been a awhile. You are like friend who loves so well, but I end up ignoring because Facebook provide instant gratification without the feels. I am sorry. I will try to be a better friend. After all, I should do the listening for a change.
Your friend,
Daniel.

Again.

revelation19:

musiqchild007:

revelation19:

This is 100% true

This tweet sounds as though introverts consume the souls of others before they engage in social events.

This is 100% true


Yup. I have discovered that the ratio of people I know at a party determines my comfort level. If I know the names of (and they know me, too) more than 50% of the party goers, I will be comfortable. Any less than that, I am screaming inside my head. And I need a drink.

revelation19:

musiqchild007:

revelation19:

This is 100% true

This tweet sounds as though introverts consume the souls of others before they engage in social events.

This is 100% true

Yup.
I have discovered that the ratio of people I know at a party determines my comfort level. If I know the names of (and they know me, too) more than 50% of the party goers, I will be comfortable. Any less than that, I am screaming inside my head. And I need a drink.

(Source: blakebaggott, via sammyboopedyou)

asleepylioness:


Hello & hugs!
Confession: The first time I actually slept with a girl, I was 4yrs-old. Slept. Funny, I still remember that night to this day - friendly neighborhood sleep over, B’s house, an older girl I was madly in love with at the time (she was 6 - oh the scandal!). I forgot my sleeping bag so she let me sleep in her bed. For me it was glorious happenstance. I recall the other kids in her room, settling down on the floor for the evening, giggling. Me, cuddled with her legs as my pillow. She smelled wonderful. I woke in the morning before everyone else, and tucked her under the covers while I went downstairs for pancakes.
Many years later I slept with another girl, who passed out during a New Year’s Eve party I was hosting at the time. I found her in my bedroom around 1am with some guy who was trying to take advantage of the situation. After escorting him out of my house (as well as the all other guests), I crawled into bed and made certain she was ok (e.g. - breathing and not puking!) until we both woke late-morning. Later I made breakfast and walked her to her car where she kissed my cheek and said, thank you.
Guess I’m odd, but I’ve always never understood the common paradigm of “sleeping together” as a result. Why people/friends/acquaintences can’t simply sleep together and - you know - just sleep, cuddle, without sexual implications. Hell, once during an international flight a woman fell asleep on my shoulder and quitely snored my my ear for 3hrs while I made sure she was comfy and covered with a blanket.
This photo just reminds me of so much I’ve experienced at privileged times between aquaintences/strangers. Not sure if this is even remotely related to this week’s CC, but thought I’d submit it nonetheless as it seems fitting given the above at least.
untitled artist collaboration project (self-portrait x 2) - ASleepyLioness & Græ Andresen

Grae this is so fabulous. I’ve been really astounded by the quality that all of you have been able to produce in your photos. It makes me realize how closed off i can be in so of my own shots. I’m a huge fan of just sleeping together - in the truest sense. Resting with someone. There is peace in feeling someone else breathe next to you. Thank you for incorporating me into your world here on tumblr. 

Beautiful photo.

asleepylioness:

Hello & hugs!

Confession: The first time I actually slept with a girl, I was 4yrs-old. Slept. Funny, I still remember that night to this day - friendly neighborhood sleep over, B’s house, an older girl I was madly in love with at the time (she was 6 - oh the scandal!). I forgot my sleeping bag so she let me sleep in her bed. For me it was glorious happenstance. I recall the other kids in her room, settling down on the floor for the evening, giggling. Me, cuddled with her legs as my pillow. She smelled wonderful. I woke in the morning before everyone else, and tucked her under the covers while I went downstairs for pancakes.

Many years later I slept with another girl, who passed out during a New Year’s Eve party I was hosting at the time. I found her in my bedroom around 1am with some guy who was trying to take advantage of the situation. After escorting him out of my house (as well as the all other guests), I crawled into bed and made certain she was ok (e.g. - breathing and not puking!) until we both woke late-morning. Later I made breakfast and walked her to her car where she kissed my cheek and said, thank you.

Guess I’m odd, but I’ve always never understood the common paradigm of “sleeping together” as a result. Why people/friends/acquaintences can’t simply sleep together and - you know - just sleep, cuddle, without sexual implications. Hell, once during an international flight a woman fell asleep on my shoulder and quitely snored my my ear for 3hrs while I made sure she was comfy and covered with a blanket.

This photo just reminds me of so much I’ve experienced at privileged times between aquaintences/strangers. Not sure if this is even remotely related to this week’s CC, but thought I’d submit it nonetheless as it seems fitting given the above at least.

untitled artist collaboration project (self-portrait x 2) - ASleepyLioness & Græ Andresen

Grae this is so fabulous. I’ve been really astounded by the quality that all of you have been able to produce in your photos. It makes me realize how closed off i can be in so of my own shots. I’m a huge fan of just sleeping together - in the truest sense. Resting with someone. There is peace in feeling someone else breathe next to you. Thank you for incorporating me into your world here on tumblr. 

Beautiful photo.

(via videogamesandsex)


cloudsofink:
My Shakespeare collection


Impressive.

cloudsofink:

My Shakespeare collection

Impressive.

(via bookporn)

team-free-plaid-shirts:

mynameisntgood:

gargoylesstandingonsuperheroes:

This should be an Industry Standard.

I volunteer.

That’s it. I’ve figured out what I want to do with my life.


I do this with my friends. Time to promote myself.

team-free-plaid-shirts:

mynameisntgood:

gargoylesstandingonsuperheroes:

This should be an Industry Standard.

I volunteer.

That’s it. I’ve figured out what I want to do with my life.

I do this with my friends. Time to promote myself.

(via for-theloveofbooks)

once-upon-a-smile:

Tumblr, you’re doing something right.

This is what happens when you search the tag suicide, depressed, self harm, and eating disorder. To anyone struggling with any of these things, please reach out and seek help.

You are worth it and you deserve it. 

Also, please reblog this so more people can see this. It could save a life. 

Beautiful.

(via for-theloveofbooks)

greed:

i want to kiss you and take cute pictures with you and go on stupid dates but I also want kill you for making me feel things

(Source: longful, via inthemindofwords)

#food

ejlandsman:

I compiled some personal tactics and crowd sourced DIY remedies for the sads (clinical term) into a mini comic! Enjoy xoxo

To read later on.

(via kikuchimoa)

icovereditinslime:

watevacunt:

0nechoice:

THANK YOU JENNI HERD

this girl just explained everything I feel
her name is jenni herd and my name is jessi hard
coincidence?????

Jenni Herd is my hero.

Cute.

Cute.

(Source: misspoisonlips, via nudityandnerdery)

aristvrtle:

Christian Bale isn’t American!?!? Wow things you learn everyday.

Do you like Phil Collins?

(Source: nowyoukno, via for-theloveofbooks)

real-faker:

dinofarts:

TODAY IN BIOLOGY CLASS WE LEARNED THAT WHEN YOU MOW THE GRASS THE BLADES RELEASE A CHEMICAL THAT MAKES THAT GLORIOUS SMELL BUT THE REASON WHY THEY RELEASE THE CHEMICAL IS TO WARN OTHER GRASS BLADES OF DANGER SO WHEN WE SMELL THE FRESHLY CUT GRASS SMELL IT’S NOT JUST A GOOD SMELL IT’S THE SMELL OF THE BLOOD AND SCREAMS FOR HELP OF THOUSANDS OF GRASS BLADES

warning other grass blades of danger hahaha what are they gonna’ do they just grass

I am Death.

(via for-theloveofbooks)

student:

hey government can I have some money to go to university

uk government:

sure here you go. you'll have to pay it back but only when you're earning £21,000+ a year, and if you don't pay it off after 30 years we'll just write it off, don't worry about it man

scottish government:

nah man just go to uni we ain't gonna charge you

us government:

no. you gotta pay it yourself. upfront. your parents have to save up from the moment you're born. good luck, fucker.