Month: December 2015

Two types of introverts

December 28, 2015 /

Type 1: They like to be alone. They like being quiet and quiet environment. They prefer staying in because there is too much stimulation outside. They get tired very quickly when they are exposed to the outdoor too long. They can be in their room as long as possible without getting bored. There’s always something going on their mind or their desk.

Type 2: They like to be alone. They are not necessarily quiet. They get easily bored. They like to go out and explore – on their own. They like traveling and trying out new things but often wear headphones so that they can keep the experiences to themselves without interacting other people. They don’t mind stimulation from the world – as long as they have enough privacy to digest it by themselves.

lowly-owly: Kylo Ren(2)

December 28, 2015 /

lowly-owly:

Kylo Ren(2)

December 28, 2015 /

pandavalkyrie:

You are good at something, stop lying to yourself. You’re good at breaking down comic book plots, cooking ramen perfectly, making your friends happy, knowing the time without looking at a clock, getting the perfect ending at RPG’s, or figuring out the twist ending to movies. Don’t let society tell you your talents are meaningless because they don’t serve an economical purpose. Your talents reflect your interests and passions, and what’s important to you is important.

December 28, 2015 /

kastortheunspareable:

transhumanisticpanspermia:

transhumanisticpanspermia:

the dopest thing about horses is that they’re basically grass engines

like, grass goes in, fast comes out

most things that produce fast (like cheetahs, and cars) use much more heavily processed grass, like horses, and oil

and yet here horses are, producing The Fast with only The Grass

i made this post over a year ago and somehow in the past four hours or so it got 1,300 notes?

this is a finely aged shitpost, over a year old, sealed in an oaken barrel to give it the optimal flavour.

December 28, 2015 /

unpretty:

pro tip “he freed his erection” is the most useful phrase in any smut writer’s arsenal because it means never having to figure out a dude’s pants situation. how did he do it? were there zippers? buttons? some kind of bizarre lacing situation? maybe he cut off his pants with scissors. maybe it was a wizard. maybe it busted out like the hulk busts out of his shirts. no one knows. no one cares. his dick is out now and that is all that matters. thank you helpful dick wizard.