pink-guavs:

I see u around school sometimes. I SEE U AROUND SCHOOL SOMETIMES

I love how he gave her a rating of 8.9 like 

(Source: lazynymphs)

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oknope:

doing a math question on a multiple choice test and getting an answer that isnt even listed as one of the choices

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where do these gifs even come from

(Reblogged from chanduril)

My deal for the past four years

Written to my dad:

You keep recoiling and complaining when I ask you to do really, really basic stuff like pay for my university fees. You seem to think that this whole tit-for-tat, eye-for-an-eye deal will be effective in teaching me a lesson on how to be compassionate and reach out, but you seem to forget that 
1- this isn’t a privilege for me, this is a necessity. I HAVE to study architecture, finish, and get a degree. I’m not asking for a trip around Europe, new clothes, new jewelry, or unnecessary expenses.  I ask you for university fees and allowance. Nothing else.
2- this doesn’t teach me anything, this just tells me you only want to talk when I’m about to validate you. 
3- keeping me in dubai was your decision. Being expensive is AUD. I’m just trying to stick it out and graduate with a good GPA. 
4- maybe I’m a more well-rounded person than you realize, and the reason i can’t share it is because the moment shit gets even slightly real ie. when I ask for my allowance or university fees, you turn into this martyr and there’s this huge fight and mom has to figure this shit out and maybe i don’t want to deal with all the aggression and remnants of a failed marriage every time you have to take responsibility as a father for something. maybe I avoid it because I have too much going on in my life already, not counting the regret that i couldn’t go to Canada and life would have been so much easier for everyone. Maybe I dont like fighting constantly with you, with mom, with my own self-worth, and feeling inferior to my younger brother, who got it much, much easier than I (Even though I COULD have gotten a scholarship and COULD have enrolled in UofT), and being reminded that I’m paying to be in a university where I constantly get reminded, by my friends, my professors, casual acquaintances, that I don’t belong. Maybe that’s why, and I don’t want to talk about it because you’re paying, you’re suffering, and there is so, so little I can do about it except sit and take heat for a decision that was never mine, and my success in life, in my academic career, is underscored by, ‘did I win or lose?’ Not just by mom or dad, but by MYSELF. INTERNALLY. 
I’m trying to make it through this university with good grades that’ll get me a masters, and a portfolio that’ll give me a fighting chance in today’s job market. Don’t make it worse than it needs to be. I look forward to the day with bated breath where I no longer have to exhaust you and mom ,where I no longer have to deal with the underlying current of martyrdom and guilt for not being good enough for you or mom to believe in me, and my success is measured by, am I happy? Am I finally doing me? 
Four years, five years later, I still cry when think about it. I still hate myself. I still feel like I failed. No but go ahead, act like a martyr some more. I’ll just continue being busy as I normally am, because I perpetually have something to prove to the world, to myself, and it’s not going to go away. It’s never going to go away.
If you sensed a hostile tone in this email, maybe it’s not about respect and more about how just perpetually angry and worthless and guilty I feel all the time. I’m sure you’ll make it about respect, though, you probably will, and you prolly don’t think I’m sorry, but here’s the thing. I AM. I AM PERPETUALLY SORRY AND GUILTY AND THIS WILL NEVER LEAVE ME ALONE I WILL LITERALLY NEVER BE AT PEACE.
Thank you for the transfer though, and have a nice day. I have an essay to write soon, I need to wrap this up and calm down cause it’s important and I need to focus. 
I’ll let you know as soon as I get the money. 

egberts:

wordsmythologic:

egberts:

im really pissed that palindrome isnt palindrome backwards

Ah, yes but emordnilap is a word!

An emornilap is any word that, when spelled backwards, produces another word. Examples of emordnilap pairs include:

  • desserts & stressed
  • drawer & reward
  • gateman & nametag
  • time & emit
  • laced & decal
  • regal & lager

And therefore “emordnilap palindrome” is an emordnilap palindrome.

Which I, for one, think is really frickin’ cool.

dude

(Reblogged from dudethatsmyghostking)

i-effed-it-all-up:

when girls think they are better than other girls because they are tomboys who engage in stereotypically “male” activities it makes me want to actually gouge my own eyes out because they are pretty much reinforcing the patriarchal idea that men are better than women without even realizing it and that is just incredibly sad

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This is all the artwork I’ve done over the past week or so. Here it is for y’all to enjoy.

I’ve also uploaded this on my Twitter account, @yoowhat, so if you wanna check my shit out, here you go.

Credits go out to Laura Braga, PrototypeOmega, Oliver Wetter http://greatguardian.deviantart.com/ , Mike Roshuk and blacc360 for most of the cyborg stuff I drew.

The architecture interior is all me, this was based on a project I was working on since the beginning of this semester in architecture studio.

The pole-dance architecture form is my highlight of the day, though: the first one is the seat pose, I did that myself to create an interior seat, but the second one was based off of Laura Braga’s pole sketches, and what I did was I applied what I know of structural analysis and design into the stability of the figure’s pose to make an architectural concept form.

sosa-parks:

As a college student you’re either struggling academically, financially, or emotionally. Or all three.

what do you mean or

(Reblogged from snowaswhite)

bisexualsaregreat:

Bisexual as attraction to men and women is a heteronormative definition. 

Bisexual as attraction to same and different genders is the bisexual communities definition

When queer people say that bisexual reinforces a gender binary, tell them they sound like straight people. 

(Reblogged from goblinparty)

peaing:

this is an important reminder that ur legs are cute

even the top of ur inner thigh where there are stretch marks, where ur thighs meet. cute

also the scars that might riddle ur lil leggies. theyre cute

and the backs of ur thighs that have cellulite or freckles or tan lines, its all cute

congrats

u are in possession of a very cute pair of legs

(Source: gayinsect)

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thechillgatsby:

thorsies:

IMPORTANT FACTS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

JUST BECAUSE UR FRIEND’S PARENTS SEEM NICE WHEN YOU MEET THEM DOES NOT MEAN THEY ARE NICE PEOPLE B/C YOU DO NOT SEE WHAT HAPPENS BEHIND CLOSED DOORS!!!!!!!!! 

SO IF FRIEND TELLS YOU THAT PARENTS ARE BEING CRUEL TO THEM AND HURTING THEM, DO NOT SAY “But they seem so nice! I doubt they mean it!” BECAUSE THAT IS AWFUL TO SAY TO THEM AND MAKES THEM NOT WANT TO TALK TO YOU EVER AGAIN

THIS IS LITERALLY THE MOST IMPORTANT THING

(Reblogged from iniquity-incense)

poonanji:

see terms:

  • daddy issues
  • friend zoned
  • jail bait

(Source: cheyennekaris)

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Yo I got a twitter twatter

Look up @yoowhat and you should find PoleDancingArchitect

That me add me

secretworld-observer:

kellyfromthecity:

The next person who makes a joke about my pole dancing and calls me a stripper, I’m going to show them this photo and say, “You may or may not take me seriously, but just know that I can probably crush your tiny little skull with my thigh muscles.”

There’s nothing I don’t love about this.

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itssexualhour:

My first boyfriend was my first everything sexually, though I already had a good idea of what I did and didn’t like from masturbation, and the first time he fingered me he grinned at me and said “You’re in luck.  I’m really good with my fingers.”  

And he built it up like it was going to be the most mindblowing orgasm ever and he moved his hand down towards my vagina and totally skipped my clit and immediately just started pumping his fingers in and out of me.  I only orgasm clitorally and it wasn’t like I expected him to know that, but I assumed he had some kind of technique or plan and just waited for it to get better.  After five minutes of this I told him and he just stopped there and said “Oh, I’m only good at penetration pleasing.  Anything with the clit just makes my fingers tired.”

He was so insistent that penetration was the only way to do anything that during the time we dated, he never once made me come.  

“Oh, I’m only good at penetration pleasing.  Anything with the clit just makes my fingers tired.”

what

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