April232014
rukafais:

plasmalogical:

your humble spymaster

politics is a dangerous game

ಠ_ಠ

rukafais:

plasmalogical:

your humble spymaster

politics is a dangerous game

ಠ_ಠ

(Source: believableworlds, via kirkegarde)

11AM

warmersound:

Do you like hurting other people?

(via hethatcures)

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music 

10AM

graveglamour:

dash-of-dark:

JUST FUCKING LISTEN. 

THIS IS HALLOWEEN BUT NOT LIKE YOU KNOW IT

reblog so others can hear it!

This will be played by the string quartet at the venue where I am having my very goth wedding while my groomsmen are helping people to their seats.

(via between-charmed-and-cursed)

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10AM
“How do you get so empty? Who takes it out of you?” Ray Bradbury Fahrenheit 451  (via loav)

(Source: larmoyante, via 4thsoul)

10AM

Listen to at least 1:30. You won’t be sorry.

music 

2AM

That brony con horror story was fabricated.

weeaboo-chan:

fivetail:

http://poniesforparents.tumblr.com/post/83522791511/a-word-about-bronies

OP literally made up a sexual assault and failed abduction story about an eleven year old girl for the sake of getting notes for anti-brony hate, and regardless of how you feel about bronies, that’s fucking disgusting.

Please stop reblogging it.

WOW WHAT

(via corianwornen)

2AM
2AM

profgrewbeard:

Parte the first - English dark rides are a bit quaint…

were, anyway. these are from the late 70s - late 80s

http://secretfunspot.blogspot.com/2013/10/british-ghost-train-facades-from-1970s.html

I love spookhouses. They’re like little temples to the parts of us that we wish weren’t there.

(via buhyne)

2AM
“My soul comes from better worlds and I have an incurable homesickness of the stars.” Nikos Kazantzakis (via noir-absolu)

Not sure mine was “better.” But sometimes, it certainly seems more suited.

(via between-charmed-and-cursed)

2AM
fun-dip-for-dani:

elluain:

chimeracorp:

Still to this day my favorite comic

Okay let me tell you this story my teacher told me in like 6th grade that I still somehow remember to this day. And by somehow, I mean it was fucking hilarious and I’ll never stop laughing.
In college she was a teacher’s aid for an anatomy class or something or another. On the day they were suppose to examine an actually corpse one of the past students came in with an empty body bag. To put it simply, he pretended to be the dead body they were going to examine that day.
She knew this shit was going to be hilarious so she played along and pretended everything was going according to the plan. When the instructor came in and didn’t even check to make sure everything was in order. Nope, came in around the same time as the students and began the lesson straight away.
About 5 minutes a low moan came from the body bag, like something you’d hear out of a zombie movie.
Some of the closer students tilts their head and frown, but they doesn’t say anything. The instructor doesn’t even notice.
A little bit afterwards he moans loader. A few more people hear it this time around. They are understandably a bit worried, and a bit scared. This time the Instructor does notice, but he rolls his eyes.
For the next 10 minutes there is no noise from the body bag. The students have calmed by this point and the Instructor is winding down his lecture and about ready to move on to the practical.
Right as the Instructor moves over to the table the body bag is sitting on, the dude sits straight up in the bag and makes the stupidest zombie moans known to mankind.
Everyone straight up flips their shit. One of the girls ends up puking because she’s so scared and the rest of the students are running out the classroom, knocking over furniture, and screaming in terror.

IT GOT BETTER

fun-dip-for-dani:

elluain:

chimeracorp:

Still to this day my favorite comic

Okay let me tell you this story my teacher told me in like 6th grade that I still somehow remember to this day. And by somehow, I mean it was fucking hilarious and I’ll never stop laughing.

In college she was a teacher’s aid for an anatomy class or something or another. On the day they were suppose to examine an actually corpse one of the past students came in with an empty body bag. To put it simply, he pretended to be the dead body they were going to examine that day.

She knew this shit was going to be hilarious so she played along and pretended everything was going according to the plan. When the instructor came in and didn’t even check to make sure everything was in order. Nope, came in around the same time as the students and began the lesson straight away.

About 5 minutes a low moan came from the body bag, like something you’d hear out of a zombie movie.

Some of the closer students tilts their head and frown, but they doesn’t say anything. The instructor doesn’t even notice.

A little bit afterwards he moans loader. A few more people hear it this time around. They are understandably a bit worried, and a bit scared. This time the Instructor does notice, but he rolls his eyes.

For the next 10 minutes there is no noise from the body bag. The students have calmed by this point and the Instructor is winding down his lecture and about ready to move on to the practical.

Right as the Instructor moves over to the table the body bag is sitting on, the dude sits straight up in the bag and makes the stupidest zombie moans known to mankind.

Everyone straight up flips their shit. One of the girls ends up puking because she’s so scared and the rest of the students are running out the classroom, knocking over furniture, and screaming in terror.

IT GOT BETTER

(Source: everydaycomics, via twistedcaliber)

April212014

throh asked: ohhhh my god the arguing about bugs reminded me of a funny story. when i was in second grade i was a massive shithead but i was also REALLY smart. one day my teacher read a book about butterflies to us and she pronounced "proboscis" wrong (she said "probakiss" it was sad this woman was in her mid fifties or sixties). i corrected her on it and she yelled at me and sent me to the principal. teachers are amazing.

viciousradiance:

bogleech:

It fucking sucks when you’re a kid and you know something a grown-up doesn’t and you point it out thinking they’ll be impressed, that like anyone else you’re contributing, and instead they treat you like shit for having the audacity to know something and you never understand why until you get old enough to realize that an adult’s ego is no less fragile and petty.

It’s one of the most toxic ways adults treat children.

Ok STORY TIME Y’ALL

So through most of my childhood, I was a sickly little fucker and thus spent a lot more time out of school than in. (A thing I am grateful for to this day) I was also hella curious though, so I wound up learning a fair bit more than what the textbooks taught.

So this one time I’m on a field trip with the class I barely attended, to the local lake. So before we were let loose to go catch critters, the teacher had a little Q&A session, and one of the things she asked was what we thought would be in there. She picked me.

Now, catching stuff in ponds was one of my favorite hobbies back then, and just a short time before, I had discovered these adorable little insects called caddis flies, whose larvae build little houses out of twigs and debris. (Look that shit up, it’s precious. )

So of course, I answer the teacher with “caddis fly larvae! 8D” because I think they’re just the coolest thing going.

The teacher just, stares, blankly. It’s pretty clear she got NO idea what I’m talking about. So she just pretended it never happened, called on someone else. This kid answers “frogs, ” and the teacher goes “Yes! Frogs! You’re right, good answer!”

The funniest part is that there weren’t any frogs in that pond, but I found a caddis fly.

Should I ever become a teacher, I so deeply hope that if that would have happened to me, I would have said, “Really? What’s a caddis fly larvae?” Then, when you found one, you could show us. There’s always the chance you’d be making stuff up, but that would be a good opportunity to teach fact checking - “look for second opinions, read about this stuff at home.”

It’s okay to not know things, even as a teacher. Your job is to lead others in learning, not to know everything already. What better way to do that than questioning?

I recall that one time, my teacher asked for an example of a non-fiction book from the class. I was known as ‘the fantasy reader,’ so everyone sort of squinted at me when I said “Gary Paulsen’s ‘My Life In Dog Years.’” For those unfamiliar with the books, that’s Paulsen’s memoirs of his time with his dogs. But rather than believe me, the teacher squinted, and said, “are you sure those aren’t about someone IMAGINING they were a dog?”

Yes I was fucking sure, I had just read the damn things, and I said as much, in more polite terms.

So she asked everyone else in the class, and they kind of looked at me and said, “no, they’re about somebody imagining they’re a dog.”

I still remember the feeling of quiet outrage that that elicited in me. They didn’t know the books, but they thought they knew /me,/ so the they deemed it impossible that I had read a nonfiction book and knew what one was. 

Lemme tell ya, I learned a lot about the difference between ‘reality and fantasy’ that day.

April202014
darkmaestro19:

Smashwords.
Apparently Amazon takes longer.  Appy polly logies.

darkmaestro19:

Smashwords.

Apparently Amazon takes longer.  Appy polly logies.

12AM
plasmatics:

A destructive force by Alex Stoddard

She loves him, you know. She’ll remember the feeling of his hands long after she understands what was done to her.

plasmatics:

A destructive force by Alex Stoddard

She loves him, you know. She’ll remember the feeling of his hands long after she understands what was done to her.

(via darkmaestro19)