Madness is a gift

I met my wife in English class. By just random chance, I was the only boy in the class. And I flirted with her. She was totally preppy. She would wear pennyloafers and a jacket - a blazer - to class every day, and I was the opposite. So I figured it was a little bit of the opposite attracts kind of business. I wrote her poems in class that, um, made fun of her. So, um. (rubs his eyes) I’m not crying, I’m not crying! Yes, I wrote her a poem. This is before we consummated our relationship. And by “consummated,” I mean gave each other hickeys. But I wrote her a poem about her beauty, in which I likened her nose to a great cathedral. I’ll tell you everything. We’ve been together for twenty-something years, so it’s a genuine love story. We went on a trip together. We went to Boston together for something called Head of the Charles, rowing? crew? boats? And we went there and there was some vodka. Somebody got somebody to go to the liquor store and buy the booze and vodka. This is inappropriate and I don’t know why I’m telling this story. Anyway, we got a little drunk, we were in high school, we went back to a hotel room, with a bunch of other people, I might add - we were very virginal at the time. And then, part of which I had to go to my dad’s, and she had to go do some other things, and so we met back at school on the bus. And I noticed that Vicki had hickeys all over her neck. And I was like, “Wow! Three days, and she already met somebody.” I didn’t say it to her face, but “Slut!” is what I thought. And then we got to talking, walking from the bus to our class and I asked her very eloquently if she would be interested in “a relationship,” because I didn’t know what else to say. So we’ve been stuck for some time now. But those hickeys, apparently, were from me. She had gone through the same thought process when she saw the ones on my neck. Neither of us had any recollection of that. We were both still - we both had preserved our delicate flowers of virginity on that weekend. But she also came back from that weekend bearing some bruises on her inner thighs. Which neither of us, again, can account for. Serious overshare just then. The message I’m trying to tell is that all good things begin with a blackout. When Misha met Vicki (via strangepicturesofmishacollins) Tuesday Jun 18 @ 08:57am

“Dog Eat Dog” is a short film based on the true story of how actor/producer Zachary Quinto finally adopted his first dog in a Los Angeles Animal Shelter. During the events of his hilarious trials in attempting to adopt a shelter animal, Sian Heder, the film’s director was there by his side. Taking notes. [x]

Tuesday Jun 18 @ 08:53am

itsatardis:

eloragrace:

buzzfeedlgbt:

5-year-old girl raises hundreds of dollars selling lemonade in front of the Westboro Baptist Church.

Jayden’s fundraiser’s is also hosted oncrowdrise.com, which has already raised $10,165 as of Monday morning. From the page’s description:

Jayden, a 5 1/2 year old beautiful girl, will be selling lemonade on the front lawn of the Equality House with an ole’ fashioned lemonade stand. 100% of proceeds from the sales will go directly towards the work of Planting Peace. Let’s show Jayden how powerful philanthropy can be! Come on your lunch break, bring your kids, and have a good time with us!

Is she still doing this? If so I need to go.

Tuesday Jun 18 @ 08:53am

homegrown-alpaca:

wanted to contribute to the fandom and decided to compile our most recent questions (or the ones i have seen the most) into a ppt so yay here we are

Tuesday Jun 18 @ 12:07am

Monday Jun 17 @ 11:54pm

Jared: Realistically, I don’t think Sam’s gonna go be a co-ed somewhere, in a school somewhere with a desk and a trapkeeper and a pocket protector and…

Interviewer: … binders full of women?

Monday Jun 17 @ 11:54pm

yall-mothafuckas-need-misha:

defilerwyrm:

He’s not “a grunt”. He’s not “a foot soldier”. He’s not “some lowly unimportant angel.” He’s not a mal’akh.

Cas.

Is.

A.

Seraph.

In case you’re not clear on what that means, the seraphim are among the highest echelons of angels. They’re the Burning Ones, the serpents of purifying flame, who cover their faces and feet with two pairs of wings and fly with the third, created to sing YHVH’s praise endlessly. They are the kindlers and enlighteners, angels of clarity and action. Judaic mythology puts them at the fifth choir – the upper-middle rungs of Heaven. Christian mythology describes them as the first choir of the first sphere: the highest order, personal guardians of God’s throne.

Does that sound like a grunt to you?

Furthermore, in 7.21 we learned that Castiel was a captain in Anna’s garrison. If you don’t know why that’s a big goddamn deal it’s probably because you’re not familiar with what the word “garrison” actually means. It’s not just a squadron, people, it’s the entirety of the armed forces stationed at a given base, ie an entire city when it’s humans. When they talk about the garrison they’re talking about all the angels assigned to watch over Earth.

And Castiel was a ranking commanding officer in that, with a battalion of angels at his command. He wasn’t some random foot soldier who just happened to be the first one to reach the Righteous Man in Hell, but a leader in that assault. Despite his brusque nature he’s well-known, well-loved, and charismatic as hell in his own inspirational way – enough so to stir civil war against an archangel.

So kindly knock it off with the belittling claptrap, okay?

You should show him…some respect.

Suddenly, the fact that he rebelled means so much more than it did before. This is not just some kid going behind his dad’s back and getting a tattoo or something. This is one of the highest ranking soldiers in HEAVEN disobeying orders. Wow, this is kind of a big deal when you really think about it.

But how do we know Cas is a Seraph? I don’t belittle him, but I don’t remember any references in canon to him being a seraph, or much of anything about his official position in Heaven, besides the fact that he was in Anna’s Garison…

Monday Jun 17 @ 11:38pm

merlin-fanfiction:

A blog dedicated to all the Merlin fanfictions out there.

There are currently a few Mergana fics (here though still going through the process of adding all information) that have been submitted but we need some more!

Please don’t hesitate to submit some fanfictions (click here) (guidelines for submitting fanfictions and other works are on there)

Thank you.

Monday Jun 17 @ 06:17am

thestoryforest:

Re-post by request: This is the color version of the Mr. and Mrs. Magic DVD poster!

Sunday Jun 16 @ 12:31am

not-photogenic:

today in drama class i had to act like i was high and i literally just quoted popular text posts and i got congratulated on my performance

Sunday Jun 16 @ 12:18am

eatsleepcrap:

mrleadbutterfly:

sweethoneysunflower:

bombshellbarnaby:

la-vie-boheme-for-me:

fangirling-and-tea:

Okay time for a rant. This post is really pissing me off and here’s why.

1. No where in the Bible does it say God “hates fags” the entire message of the Bible is love. That’s the core message and anyone who says otherwise hasn’t read it.

2, “worship us hardcore or you go to hell” is just bullshit. All you need for eternal love is to accept Jesus as your saviour you don’t need to go to church or do any rituals if you don’t want to but you sure as hell can if that’s your thing.

3. “you better love everyone around you and God a lot,” the message of the Bible is love as I said early, so you’re expected to try to live your life in love. (could you imagine the amount of problems this would solve if everyone lived like that?!) but God knows you’re not perfect, He knows you can’t but He just wants you to try.

4. Respecting people is a good thing. Again it’s the same principle as number three.

Satanism is dark shit. All this light fluffy stuff you see floating around tumblr is the gateway stuff. It’s to draw you in. My mom has a friend that was raised within a Satanist group. She was raped on an alter as a sacrifice by a priest in front of the entire church several times; her and several other children. She was bled for Satanic blood rituals as a child. Her childhood was stolen from her and she was traumatized. She was lucky to escape.

Don’t get me wrong guys, I love Supernatural. I just know what’s fictional and whats not. I can love God and thoroughly enjoy the show too.

So just please, please stop with this post and others like it, because it makes me sick to my stomach every time I see them. both religions are being horribly misrepresented.

Thank you

HOT DAMN THANK YOU

Shit like this really pisses me off. Don’t just scroll past it, read it if you still think Satanism is all hearts and Lucifer and rainbows.

Stop. Shaming. My. Religion.

(Please read the whole thing)

good stuff

aaaaand finally someone states it

Sunday Jun 16 @ 12:15am

nagaytokomaedang:

diemeowderkatze:

I AM SORRY BUT THIS IS WHY I AM EMBARRASSED TO BE AN AMERICAN. IF A HIJAB THAT DORNS THE AMERICAN FLAG PATTERN IS NOT ACCEPTABLE BUT SKIMPY ASS BIKINIS OR WEARING THE FUCKING ACTUAL FLAG IS ACCEPTABLE, JUST BECAUSE THE PERSON IS WHITE, I WANT TO FUCKING THROW UP.

(I don’t have a thing against Audrey Kitching, she was just merely and example).

But this fucking disgusts me right here. It makes me want to say, fuck this country and its racism and double standards.

also notice how these people are calling her a terrorist even though she didn’t do anything wrong

but they are threatening to kill, beat, steal from, and degrade this woman for simply wearing an article of clothing

fuck everything

Sunday Jun 16 @ 12:13am

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