Darren Franich, “Entertainment Geekly: A call for an end to serious blockbusters” (via rahleighs)
me: man i sure am hungry but i dont know what to eat
brain: then just fucking eat nothing
me: understandable have a good day
im going to swallow an entire goddamn bottle of advil and Die
hint: if a person with clinical depression and anxiety says theyre tired …. dont tell them they have no reason to be …. bc guess what….. They Know and Its Shitty
Louder!!!
I just want to add one thing-
If you have depression or anxiety? you’re not tired for no reason.
You’re tired because you have depression/anxiety.
Not only do they both come with low energy/fatigue as a legit common side effect, but they’re both fucking /exhausting/. fighting your brain all the time? exhausting. adrenaline crashes from anxiety/panic attacks? exhausting. being on edge all the time? exhausting. plus doing things costs /more/ energy when you have those mental illnesses.
You’re not tired for no reason, you’re tied because you have an illness that makes you tired.
Stephanie Beatriz on Rosa coming out (x)
anyway here’s the only version of ‘boy in luv’ that matters
Happy birthday Jin! ❤️️
Alphonse teaches independence and stranger danger
Damn, mah boi here being wholesome AND kickass all in one.
I just cannot stop thinking about Blue and Ronan becoming best friends and then this happened. I’m not even sorry. I need more Blue/Ronan brotp fics in my life.
“This is stupid.”
“You’ve made your opinion crystal clear for us, Gansey. Again; no one cares.”
“I care.”
“Nobody asked you, Cheng.”
The bathroom/kitchen/laundry room at Monmouth Manufacturing was claustrophobic around them, five teenagers all crammed into the already packed space. Gansey fidgeted on his feet anxiously. He folded his arms tight across his chest and then changed his mind and let them hang free at his sides before stuffing both hands into the pockets of his khakis.
Adam leaned casually against the doorway, watching with mild interest. “Wait, why are you doing this again?”
Blue studied her reflection in the bathroom mirror, hinged precariously by a single nail to the drywall. Turning her head to the side, lifting her chin, plucking brightly colored clips from her hair. “Because,” she said simply, “Ronan dared me to.”
“And it was a stupid dare,” Gansey said, aiming his glare at Ronan.
Blue leveled a finger at him. “Shut it, Dick.”
Adam sighed. Every day, he wondered if Gansey regretted ever letting Ronan and Blue become friends.
“I think it’s entertaining,” Henry admitted. He watched the scene with a kind of horrific awe, engrossed and amused.
“Everybody can shut the fuck up or get out,” Ronan snapped. He toyed with the hair clippers in his hand, adding the right adjustments. “You ready, bro?”
“Whoa, just hold on, Lynch. Adam,” Gansey turned a pleading gaze on him. “Can you control your boyfriend?”
Adam raised a single eyebrow, a new talent he had been practicing. “Can you control your girlfriend?”
The resigned sigh was answer enough. No, he could not.
Blue looked up at Gansey. “Are you afraid you won’t like me when I’m bald?”
“You’re gonna look like a miniature Ronan!” Henry said gleefully.
Gansey chose to ignore him. “I will like you just fine, Jane. But think about this–”
“Already thought about it,” Blue said, then turned back to the mirror. “And I’m doing it. Fuck me up, Lynch.” She held out a fist and Ronan knocked his own against it. With a sly grin, he turned on the clippers and got to work.
ARTIST OF THE YEAR 2017 ♡ you guys deserve it
Jack London, from a letter to Anna Strunsky written c. April 1901 (via wouldyoupleasekindly)
Jughead’s college application
NYU Admission
Fall 2020
Full name: Forsythe Pendleton Jones III
Preferred nickname: Jughead (seriously)
Birth date: Oct… wait, you’re not going to throw me a surprise party, are you?
Desired major: Creative writing
GPA: I feel that assessing my worth strictly through federally mandated rubrics is an affront to the entire purpose of public education. (2.9)
Honors: They would have listed me as a Riverdale Jubilee Honored Guest if my dad hadn’t just been arrested for his role in a the cover-up of a teen’s murder.
Extracurricular activities:
- Staff writer, The Blue and Gold
- Staff writer, The Red and Black (it was a weird winter)
Work experience (role, place and dates of employment:
- Projectionist, Twilight Drive-In
- Line cook, Pop Tate’s Diner (one night engagement)
- Transportation advisor, Law Offices of Penny Peabody (hopefully also a one night engagement)
Have you held any leadership positions? Tell us a little bit about the organization and your responsibilities:
I was a youth leader in the Southside Serpents. It’s a special interest organization with the intent of mobilizing the socioeconomically downtrodden around their common passions, namely camaraderie in an unjust world, carnivorous reptiles, and also motorcycles. My primary responsibilities included coaching my peers on effective and nonviolent conflict resolution. I also had the opportunity to do some volunteering, in the form of fostering animals.
Hobbies and interests:
Writing, film, true crime, insisting that I don’t want to become like my father while simultaneously making choices that will insure my life plays out exactly how his did, solving murders and getting next to no credit from the authority figures who were too inept to do it themselves.
Why do you want to go to New York University?:
Because I’m pretty sure I will literally die if I stay in my hometown, it’s not going very well over here at the moment.
This is… amazing.