I wish tumblr had the capability of liking people because there are a lot of people I’d give a like to. a follow is not quite the same.
I’m reblogging this a substitute to giving you a Like, ‘K Clay?
Reblogged because lovely. (:
Batman On A Unicorn
Not nearly as awesome as the title would suggest
Silly scared post
Seeing an old woman struggling to get off the bus with her walker and wondering how far into my future that is. But I don’t know if/when that will happen.
So these days I could happily sleep for 11 hours or so, and if I get myself up before I’m ready my joints hurt more, I have less energy and I can’t last very long in the evening without a nap. A few years ago, I went on a school trip on which I would not have managed if I were as bad as I am now. I never got quite enough sleep due to the very crammed schedule, the walking was tiring even then when my joints weren’t as bad, and I don’t know if I would have copped at all or had to stay in the hotel for some trips. And the idea that my condition and pain have deteriorated that much in three years really scares me and makes me feel much less capable and normal. At the moment, I have much fewer spoons than I had when I was first diagnosed. It sounds silly, but viewing your own deterioration (however much worse it could be) like this feels odd.
Person to the right: “…dude, is that balloon porn?” To the left: “Oh god, why did I open this now? Think of water balloons…” Sitting down: “Lol it looks like these are my legs and there’s something really wrong with my spine.” *Statue is playing Tool covers on flute*
(Source: meiselmuse, via fuckyeahalternativefashion)
The cutest kitten gifs ever on tumblr
do not do this to my frail and mortal being
CAT GIFS CAT GIFS CAT GIFS.
(via dyspraspie)
alternate title: young children gawk at flaming homosexuals
I laughed. Boyfriend laughed hysterically for a minute and I thought he would stop breathing.
Was just strongly tempted to kick the seagull who tried to dive-steal my sausage roll. Settled for calling it a Twat and glaring at it until it walked away. SCOTLAAAAND.
At some point I want to write extensively on the philosophy of Pokemon- is it right, even theoretically, and how would the Pokemon feel about it. And, as is the case in the first movie, is it even possible for Pokemon to attain a level of consciousness present in humans I really wish I could write a Pokemon dissertation of moral philosophy and the nature of consciousness in another species. Although Pokemon is entirely hypothetical, it would still be a very interesting cultural example. Maybe I will at least get to reference Pokemon in my dissertation…
HEY TYUMBLR
I HAD A SAD BUT NOW I HAVE THE INTERNET AND (admittedly mediocrie) WHISKY, SO YEAH. ALSO, SCARLING/JACK OFF JILL.
AHAAAA.
Ohh so true
IT’S A TRAP.
