Okay but like. Imagine that you’ve had a long day. You’ve been captured and tortured by some neo nazi punk bitch and your mission is super compromised and you don’t know where your little robot buddy is or if he’s gonna be okay and in walks this stormtrooper. You’re like “okay this is it he’s either here to imprison or kill me but I’m not going down without a fight” but then he just pulls you aside and takes of his helmet to reveal not only the WORLD’S MOST BEAUTIFUL MAN but also that he’s helping you escape because hes DEFECTING from the FIRST ORDER which you’ve probably never heard of a stormtrooper doing because the whole lifetime of brainwashing thing but despite the literal LIFETIME of brainwashing this one is too KIND and GOOD and BRAVE to be a part of the first orders cruelty. Like how are you NOT supposed to be like “I’m gonna call you Finn and also if you want the last name Dameron that can 100% be arranged.”

And then he shows up again and he’s WEARING YOUR JACKET because he thought you were DEAD and he’s been mourning you this entire goddamn time!

NASA has released new images of Jupiter, taken by the Juno Spacecraft.

God I wish Vincent van Gogh was alive to see this

That sentiment is so sweet and pure.

shoutout to bilbo for not initiating mass murder when the dwarves ate all of his food because if that was me i would have ended the line of durin over a small block of cheese

Never forget how close he came.

Favorite Platonic Relationship: Han and Rey

requested by: anon

Has anyone else noticed how, when you have a chronic condition of some kind, that there’s always the basic assumption from people around you that you’re not already doing everything you can?

It’s all about the illusion of control. People who are healthy like to believe they can always keep being healthy if they do the right things. They don’t want to think about how good people get struck with terrible circumstances for no reason. So they keep assuming that if they got sick, they could do something to make it better. And if you’re still sick, that must mean you’ve done something wrong or not done enough.

Nail. Head. The same attitude can be seen in how a lot of people talk about poverty.

if you are a man who had sex with a woman, and she became pregnant, and decided to abort, she does not “owe” you any say in the decision. all you did was bust a 10 second nut and suddenly you get a decisive say in whether or not she goes through 9 months of insanity and a painful expensive labour cause YOU want the kid? fuck off. your role in the creation of that fetus is minimal at best. if you really, genuinely wanted a child with her, you would have PLANNED for the conception of a child with that woman BEFORE y'all fucked. stop giving me that shit about “both of them created it together so they get equal say in the matter!” NO a man ejaculated and THAT’S IT, everything else regarding conception is on the woman’s body, she gets the final say in whether or not she’ll carry to term, NOT you. go adopt one of the 250,000 children in foster care waiting for someone to love them if you want a kid that fucking badly.

all pro lifers can fuck off my post please I still stand by this 100%

me at 16 vs me at 20

Day 9 - Precious

how did I end up so tired and so gay

I hate it when parents say “oh, he’s an emotional boy” like no he’s fuckin not Susan he’s experiencing normal human emotion and expressing it in a healthy way you fucking wined out church bake sale having fruitcake

i had the best human interaction of all time last night. i was sitting at a bar eating an appetizer and this guy comes up to order a drink and stares at my food and comments how good it looks. when i am drunk i use the word bitch like it is a comma, i plug it into any space in a sentence possible. so naturally the first thing i say to this stranger is, “go ahead and take one, bitch.”

he looks SO shocked and taken aback and goes “what did you just say? how do you know my name?” so i sit there for a moment trying to figure out what the fuck he is talking about, and then go, “…. bitch?” and he looks so relieved and tells me his name is mitch.

i cannot stop thinking about this. oh my god. imagine going into a bar and someone you know for a fact youve never met approaches you and says “go ahead and take one, mitch.” im cracking the fuck up. he looked like he thought this was the fucking truman show

Sixteen year old me was so desperate to go to America one day…now I’m popping bottles that I wasn’t born in a country with abysmal healthcare, ridiculous tuition fees, and a bunch of rapists in leading positions

Merkel isn’t perfect but with her I can deal.

young man, why is there hay on the ground, i said young man, what is your mask all about

now that’s the mood