cookiesketches
Viria’s recent drawings kicked me right in the Solangelo feels…
thespace-dragon
some klance fluff
adamlynnch
exybeee-deactivated20180624
my dash is dead and my queue is dead so i really need to follow new blogs and also make new friends
so please reblog if you post:
- literature (cp, aftg, trc, tsoa etc)
- aesthetics
- music (really anything)
- tv shows (really anything)
so i can check out your blog!
edible-bowties
Oh my god. So guys, guess what happened to me today. I have art class for second period with my friend Ubi. We always talk about the weirdest shit and just fool around. Well there’s a guy in our class who is super hot, you know…dazzling smile, blue eyes, blond hair, tall, muscular, he’s an artist, and he’s really nice. Today, he walked past Ubi to go sharpen his pencil or something and we’re just sitting there talking about how we would tap dat ass so hard(literally). He walks back to his seat, and as he’s walking back to his seat, he turns and stares right at us with this smirk and I was like like ‘DID HE REALLY JUST FUCKING HEAR ALL OF THAT!?!?’
And so we laughed about it for the next 54325267t1241526488822 years
gaysupersoldiers
So I was telling a story about how I accidentally poked my prom date in the eye with my fake nail to my older friends and one looked at me and said, “At my first prom my date had a seizure.”
And then the other one said, “I didn’t get to go to prom because my prom date stole all of the computers in the school.”
radhorse
So Guys, I got Accused of Practicing Witchcraft Today
You heard me.
Witchcraft
I was in my free period, where I don’t really have any friends. I was alone and reading my book, and softly singing to myself. I’m just sorta listening to everyone chatter around me, when I hear my name used. I look up, and there are some bitchy girls across the room, gossiping and such. I then promptly hear that i practice voodoo, and that right now I’m doing incantations. I’m sort of staring at this point. They all glance over at me and then look back. One them says “Oh my god your right”. And then I started muttering under my breath to freak them out. I think I’m going to start saying things to mess with them even more
bookphile
Funny Morning Commute Story:
A portly petite lady gets on the train. There’s an empty seat, but the dude next to it has man-spread so there’s little space to actually sit. The lady is undaunted, she says loudly “I think I will have a sit” as a warning and then squeezes herself in. The man does not attempt to reign in his man-spread.
The guy gets off on a next stop, and I’m not really paying attention to them anymore, except I hear the word “man-spread” so I instantly perk-up and look over. And then she says loudly:
“I’m sorry, but if you have such a great need to air out your balls, you need to be checked out for venereal diseases.”
At some point during that sentence we make eye-contact and I must have a look on my face like I’m five and excited that I just heard a parent swear. Because she laughs, while I grin, because she knows I know what she’s talking about.
And that just made my morning like 10x better.
galacticspacelizard
Funny Story
My sister was at a gig the other night with her friend and she was at the front near the stage, squished between loads of people. So she got overwhelmed and fainted but because there were so many people she just sort of stayed standing up.
It wasn’t until he person behind her noticed something wrong and moved and she just sort of fell to the floor. She then got crowd surfed to the front with her friend but through all of this she was unconscious so she doesn’t remember any of it.
panmotto
The Stories that kids have are priceless.
So I was teaching today as usual and we somehow got to telling stories about our experiences shopping (getting lost, walking in crowds, etc) and then one of the students starts telling this awesome story;
He was about 4 or 5 years old and he was helping his mom pick up one of those huge watermelons you see in stores. Now because he wasn’t that strong or picked it up wrong, he dropped it on the ground and it splattered everywhere.
So what did they do? Picked up another watermelon and ran like hell.
When I heard this, I looked at him like this;
and said “You. Are. A. Criminal! You left the scene of the crime! How could you do something like that?!” (Keep in mind, I was saying this as a joke)
The kid looked at me with this deadpan stare and said “No, my mom was the one who told me to run”
Things like this are what make me happy to be a teacher :D
ruinedchildhood