I can interpret my dreams
I REALLY LIKE THIS URBAN LEGEND BEHIND THE WORD, "FUCK"
THAT SAID THAT IN THE MIDDLE AGES, DURING THE BLACK DEATH, RESOURCES WERE SCARCE SO COUPLES HAD TO OBTAIN ROYAL PERMISSION TO HAVE CHILDREN
SO THEY HAD TO PUT UP A SIGN ON THEIR HOUSE (VISIBLE ON THE ROAD) THAT SAID,
“FORNICATION UNDER CONSENT of KING”
AND THEIR ENTIRE STREET WOULD KNOW THEY’RE FUCKING
“dis is my lizard”
10 Very Important Things to Understand About People with Mental Illnesses (From The Perspective of Someone with a Mental Illness)
Taken directly from this post by ever-articulate and poignant tumblr user andythanfiction (If these links do not work, it’s because Andy is currently dealing with the aftereffects of being viciously hacked and has not yet been able to change his url back to normal—they should be functional by this evening).
For those curious, here is Andy’s “meta on hallucinations” as cited above.
Thanks to my friend A. who created this amazing reblog-friendly photoset!
Fox News headlines v. real headlines, part 2425183.
The brunette part is really important.
Fun fact, our hair color reveals our place in pansexual society. Blondes are our record keepers. The great librarians, they collect, analyze, store, and distribute information to the rest of us. They are blonde because they reflect the light of knowledge. Those with Black Hair are our inventors. They investigate, produce, and teach new technologies so that we may thrive in future times. Their hair is black because of their frequent dives into the void of the unknown. Burnettes are our ambassadors. They interact with people, plants, and animals, forging bonds that can protect us when we are threatened. Their hair is brown because of their deep connection to the earth.
And as for redheads.
You don’t want to know the purpose of the Red Heads. But may their hellfire consume our enemies.
Do you just ever love a person so much
But not in a sexual/romantic way
You just love them so much it’s not even a friendship
It’s like they’re your sibling or a platonic soul mate
You don’t want to make out with them or do sexual things
You just want to keep them close to you and protect them and be their friend for life
I’ll pass on the coffee.
But I am hungry…
I went to visit family today, for my grandpa and his twin’s 80h birthday. That’s where I am now, in the the hotel lobby typing this. I enjoy my family much, they’re good people but much much older. I also like being alone though. Being my family-especially my extended family-reminds me that there’s so much more…to everything. Life. The universe. High school. It’s kinda chilling. Honest. An cold-bucket of water. I have homework to do tonight but I don’t want to do it. I want to cuddle with some platonically, if it were possible, by the fireplace down here and talk and read and just Be. All this stress is killing. I’ve being having endless headaches that don’t ever seem to go away even after medicine. But that’s life, eh? I just…there’s something missing here and I wondering what it may be. That’s the feeling I getting. I might have a coffee and a chocolate bar because fuck it I’m not going to school tomorrow and it’s 11 PM.