Closet Fangirl

((NOW WITH 99.9% LESS HOMESTUCK))

Personal/Fandom blog. So I liveblog just about everything I do. Which mainly includes my personal life. Otherwise I just reblog cool and/or fandom stuff (BUT NOT HOMESTUCK BECAUSE I HAVE A SEPARATE BLOG FOR THAT). I abuse my tags with unnecessary commentary, so you're free to enjoy/ignore. sorry not sorry, you were warned! <3 [[]]

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gdi I haven’t even written the last section yet and I’m already over word limit

I was trying to write ‘endocrine’ and almost wrote ‘endocrinological’. I think I need to go to bed.

gaaaasp I just realized since I’m going home this weekend I’ll be able to play animal crossing :oooo

books0977:

Flapper reading newspaper, with cigarette and showing some leg. Photographer unknown. One of a collection of erotic indoor studies (probably French). Circa 1920. Gelatin silver print.

In the 1920s, flappers broke away from the Victorian image of womanhood. They dropped the corset, chopped their hair, dropped layers of clothing to increase ease of movement, wore make-up, created the concept of dating, and became a sexual person.

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gdi I’m low and I forgot to get juice earlier.

ok note to self: if I finish this essay thing (<100 words to go!!) before midnight, I get to go play some pmd.

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Johnny Cash

intellectualthing:

The other night, dear,
As I lay sleeping,
I dreamed I held you in my arms.
But when I woke, dear,
I was mistaken.
So I bowed my head and cried.

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Voyager recording

totallyfubar:

The sound Jupiter emits via electromagnetic waves (10 min)

I’d like to take a moment to say, yes, this is actually true.

NASA recorded radio waves from Jupiter and translated them into audio. This is the noise that the violent behemoth called Jupiter broadcasts into the void

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tangarang:

dan-mcneely:

okay so the other day i was walking downtown with my friend and a guy came up and asked for 50 cents to get a bus ticket. I said sure and started looking through my bag for my wallet and he just kept asking even though i had said yes, bartering with something in his hand.  

"i just need 50 cents. for a ticket. just 50 cents for a tic-here. i’ll sell you this for it. its my good luck charm. i’ll sell it to you for fifty cents!"

"dude its fine i got you covered you don’t gotta do that"

"no, I want to. im selling this to you. its lucky."

"im just trying to find quarters man no biggie!"

"i am selling you this. i want you to have it. it means a lot to me"

the second i handed him the quarters he pressed this into my hand and walked away very quickly, calling over his shoulder how it was mine now and how important it was. it’s solid metal and ways at last five fucking pounds.

im about 100% certain it’s fucking cursed and he could only get rid of it by selling it so if i vanish out of nowhere that would be why.

aria getting cursed ass fuckin satan relics and youve only been in portland for like a month slow down.

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Ghh I need to remember to stop writing all my essays and school stuff on google docs….

laughing-trees:

Look at you little cute fluff

laughing-trees:

Look at you little cute fluff

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