Student, artist, rock enthusiast, toe stubber, aspiring writer, spoonie, massive dork and film geek. I like dumb movies, korean food, and grape soda.
I tag personal and text posts "shut up rhia" so blacklist that if you don't wanna see my snark, my angst, or my being a general terrible excuse for a human being. Rad.
Can somebody tells what dads happened on Greys Anatomy? I don’t watch it anymore hit the Grey/Yang dynamic was the only one left I actually cared about and that’s why I left it alone but wtf happened?
A lot of people don’t know how insecure I actually am, and then think its ok to bring up my clumsy moments or embarrassing things and don’t know how much I want to run away and cry when they do it.
Which is mostly my own fault because I play at the tough kid so often I nearly believe it myself.
Meet The Rectifier. Hadn’t done a creative makeup in ages, and I’ve been getting really into both revision and Steam Powered Giraffe. I started out going for 1920’s zombie, but then I pulled in some elements of the SPG feel/look just generally, and made a cyborg. And then spent 20 minutes washing dazzle dust off of everything I own.
I’m really not satisfied with it, I’d like to add in some prosthetic elements if I do this again; maybe have actual circuit board fragments on the forehead section, and get some greasepaint involved with the black and green/ improve the detail especially on the white rivets in the skin. I’d also like to change the shape around my nose with shading, but i didn’t have the tools I needed for that right now.
Overall: This is not a fanbot, this is a fail-bot.
Edit: I would like to add that because I cannot leave certain products(dazzle dust, mediums, ect.) on my skin for too long this was done in around 20-30 minutes, tops.
So, I’m the kind of person who’s always collecting things. Books, movies, records, even animals! (Thor, for example.) And that means I have a lot of things. So I’m going to start clearing out my things. Some of it I’ll give to a suitable charity shop, like clothes, or films.
Some of it, I am going to sell on and use the money when I need to renew my insurance.
I am going to start with my skateboard, electric guitar, and my manga collection. Bye Bye material things.
If anyone is interested in a tanglewood strat, a basic skateboard setup, or the first like, 10 issues of Fruits Basket or most of Goong: The Royal Palace(it’s Korean manwah fyi,) let me know! :)
I find I so strange, can’t get my head around how we all go on and on. Is it some deep instinct?
That even though the world is so bad, there are a lot of evil people and so much fucked up shit in the world, people are dead. Those people are never coming back, they’ll never see the beauty of this earth. But, somehow, tomorrow I’ll have to get up and go to work and act like nothing’s happened. Like no one has died.
Like no one ever does, almost.
And the worst part is, I won’t be sad or even think about it. I just go on, like we all do.
Why is the rspb guy who comes into my work so freaking attractive? Went into work to take Thor home at last, ran into L. Now I’ve had to change my underwear. Fml.
I guess what really scared me was the thought earlier that if the delirium showed up in my doorstep, I could leave this life behind and not even feel remorse.
I wouldn’t think twice.
I’m not sure if that makes me a bad person though?
but I’m so tired, and there is no-where round here I can skate without my momma knowing and getting pissed as per. >___< I wish she’d get over it already. Poor chook.
Maybe I’ll have a skating day on tuesday…hm yeah. Day off, day to skate. :)
Well, there, now you know. ok?
In lots of ways, virginity is like god.
Talking about it with others can become unpleasant, lots of people venerate it, and we have no actual physical proof of it. :)
the best part for me is the utter shock of the server
THIS CANNOT BE
MERE ANARCHY IS LOOSED UPON THE WORLD
This man is just like traumatized for life like-
He has to go into counseling for this shit
His family and friends and even coworkers feel alienated like
No one believes his story
They think he made it up because he never has cool anecdotes to share
Because there’s no way this could happen no way
Even he doesn’t believe it was a real thing that happened in his life sometimes
“Henry we talked about this-“
“HE TOOK THE ICE CREAM WITH HIS HANDS”
“Henry that’s what he’s supposed to do-“
“I DON’T UNDERSTAND WHY HE ORDERED A CONE IF HE WAS JUST GONNA TAKE THE ICE CREAM-“
“If he gave you the money that’s what he’s supposed to d-“
“A CUP IS 50 CENTS CHEAPER”
He never has healthy relationships with anyone ever again.
His life has been defined by this moment.
This poor guy
Omg when I saw this at first, I saw a RAT coming out of the cone. I thought this was some Ozzy Ozbourne shit going on!
When all of these so-called ‘enlightened’ and ‘open-minded’ people on Tumblr(and elsewhere) saying things like:
"Christians and their bigoted beliefs"
And I mean, genuinely upsets me. I don’t get mad - I get upset. Because you’re doing exactly what you hate - generalising people under a blanket term. So maybe some Christians(or so they like to be called) do have horrendous opinions. We don’t all think like that.
Most of us are focused on spreading the love that we are taught to have for humanity, instead of spreading hate. So, maybe it’s not the Christians who are ‘bigoted’ and wrong, huh?