never look back, darling

"Do your worst, for I shall do mine."

detectivebabineaux:

claryfightwood:

toogaytofunctionnn:

claryfightwood:

malviebertha:

claryfightwood:

Sharpay Evans was a lesbian

what do you mean “was”? she’s still a lesbian

wow you’re right, i guess i’m not used to lesbians being alive at the end of
a movie

Explain?? How??

  • weak ass crush on the most conventionally attractive boy in school despite having nothing in common with him.
  • obsession with the girl he was dating, thinking she hated her when really she was jealous of him.
  • theatre is gay
  • she loves drama
  • high femme
  • never ended up with a boyfriend because she was gay
  • best friends with her gay brother
  • only sings romantic duets with her gay brother because she’s also gay
  • determined to “stick to status quo” due to internalised homophobia
  • bop to the Top = she’s telling us she wants to be topped

You can tell OP had this list mentally prepared from the moment she hit “post”

procrastinationonvacation:

beaniebaneenie:

datasoong47:

metalheadsagainstfascism:

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Image Description.

Text reads “This is Smaug, the dragon from the Hobbit. Smaug famously stole a mountain full of gold. So full that he sleeps buried under gold. We’re talking literally tons and tons of gold by weight.

Forbes tracks Smaug as the second wealthiest fictional character. He had been first, but the price of gold took a tumble more his vast, overwhelming fortune is only worth $51,400,00 0,000.00. Or $51.4 billion.

That means EVEN THOUGH he has an ENTIRE MOUNTAIN full of almost nothing but solid gold , Smaug would be ranked at the FIFTEENTH wealthiest American.

Fourteen Americans have more money than a gold-hoarding dragon.

Please consider that next time you say deca-billionaores deserve their wealth and shouldn’t pay their employees livable wages.

Image below of Smaug covered in gold. All you can see is his eye.

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-fae

Okay, but also, the second wealthiest fictional character is less wealthy than fourteen actual people?  Like, fiction writers coming up with the most absurdly wealthy people they can think of still fall short of actual real-life people

14 individual Americans EACH have more money than a dragon who sleeps on an entire mountain full of gold.

Not like, 14 combined.

14 separate people EACH have more goddamn money TO THEMSELVES than a whole ass mountain full of solid gold.

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Be the wizard you wish to see in the world 

cardigarden:

Just to reiterate that reblog from a while ago about ffnet dying and how one day probably soon we’re gonna blink and it’ll just be gone:

I’m trying to make backups of the few things I’m not too embarrassed to keep from Way Back When (because I’m also like 4+ computers beyond what I originally wrote that shit on and some of it got lost in data migrations)

And guys

The password recovery is NON FUNCTIONAL.

That site is circling the drain, so if you’ve got stuff on there you want to keep, go save it now.

This has been a PSA from your local digital archivist/ fandom old.

mermantula:

it’s been nine years and twenty seven days since the pilot of pushing daisies aired on television and still no screenwriter has ever topped the line “bitch I was in proximity”

underneath-the-skin:

numbaoneflaya:

Everyone says who you first marry in skyrim says a lot about you but i married that homeless guy in windhelm the Once Honored guy w the bald ass head bcs I read that unless u do he dies in the civil war and so i married him thinking i could divorce him on friendly terms and help him get back on his feet  but you cant get divorced i learned too late and he keeps asking my DB for a gold coin every day despite living in her house and yelled at meeko and then i met serana and fell in love thinking i could marry her if I got old baldy out of the picture bcs he never even changed out of his raggedy ass robes anyway so lure him into the small room in lakeview manor and close the doors so the kids dont see and one hit mercy kill him but the kids hear anyway and start screaming and the bard hears too and attacks me and I have to kill the bard and the kids are still screaming. but every time i come back the bodies wont despawn so theres just my dead homeless husband and bard in the house making the kids cower in the corner so i cast reanimate and try to walk my husband outside but that just makes things worse bcs hes making those zombie moans and as SOON as i load outside the door he turns into a giant ass zombie ash pile and goes “thank….. you….” so the rest of the game I just had my dead bald husbands goo ashes right on the front steps of my home and Seranas not even marriable 

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bogleech:

Why does the entire rest of the internet think tumblr is “dying” or “dead” when I have seen absolutely no drop in activity level on here ever

thegreenpea:

sespursongles:

just-shower-thoughts:

People who like rocks see cool rocks everywhere. People who like birds see interesting birds everywhere. The tree on your yard could be an exceptional specimen. The world around you could be amazing and magical, but you aren’t enough of a nerd to see it.

I gave my mum Alexandra Horowitz’s On Looking: Eleven Walks Through Expert Eyes for her birthday this year, it’s a book that revolves around this idea: the author invites 11 specialists in different things to walk around a boring city block with her one after the other so they can point out to her the things they see, that she doesn’t notice. There’s an expert in typography talking about what the variety of fonts on urban signs can tell you about the city’s history, an entomologist pointing out all the urban insects no one pays attention to, a geologist, a sound engineer…

See this is what I mean by “there are more wonders in this world than you can ever dream of and all you need to do is listen to its stories and see it’s magic. ”

popsunner:

popsunner:

popsunner:

You know what the second I stopped saying “I wish I had a friend who-“ and started being “the friend who-“ my life has gotten 100% more fulfilling

No legitimately. I have a tea table in my room for when friends can come over again. Most of my friends have a key to the back door in my room. I make my friends sweaters and buy things they mention they want. I send handwritten letters in the mail to my friend who lives a block away. I annotate poetry books and give them as gifts when it’s not even a holiday. I keep extra gloves in my purse and jackets in my car.

I’m not trying to be like “ohoho look at me I’m such a good friend”, I’m saying the second I stopped going “I wish I had friends who would invite me to tea parties” and just. hosted the tea parties myself? I still got to do the thing. I still got to see my friends. I still got to be happy with them.

I don’t think it’s about who does it, I think it’s just the genuine act of caring for people, and giving a little light to the environments you’re in.

Okay. Apparently I’m not done talking about this.

It’s a lot of energy, I get that. Especially if you’re putting in all this effort, but not getting any back.

But I think that’s the reason no one does it. I mean we’re so worried we’ll start doing all these things and our friends won’t like it or won’t be into it, so we just don’t.

Only last week my friend messaged me, asking if I wanted to go stargazing with her. When I forget about our weekly virtual tea party, another friend called me to ask if I wanted them to host it this week.

I’ve been invited on hikes and picnics and pie making competitions over zoom, and it all sort of started with me going out of my way to be “that friend”.

I genuinely believe that the easiest answer to “how do I get friends like that?” Is to be one. In most cases, everyone else just follows by example, because they aren’t worried they’ll be wasting time and energy anymore.