dionnelips:

When I get excited about something my friend has no interest in.

dionnelips:

When I get excited about something my friend has no interest in.

(Source: andersondaily)

time-lord-swag:

sassysoufflegurl:

time-lord-swag:

Why is wanting to have kids considered the default opinion

Surely it should be the other way around

Like you don’t automatically assume everyone wants to buy bananas 

You ask if they like bananas first

Then if they do you ask if they want bananas

You don’t go “HOW CAN YOU NOT WANT BANANAS YOU WILL CHANGE YOUR MIND LATER”

Because that would be stupid

bless u

It’s back!

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Popular Pups

onceuponaregalduckling:

theblogforadog:

Here are some picture of what some of the most popular dog breeds look like as puppies. 

Australian Shepherd

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Beagle

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Boston Terrier

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Chihuahua

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Cocker Spaniel

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Dachshund

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French Bulldog

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German Shepherd

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Golden Retriever 

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Siberian Husky

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Labrador Retriever 

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Pug

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Miniature Schnauzer 

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Sheltie

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Yorkie

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give me them all.

You Know You Are a Psychology Major When…

mostshared:

  1. You spend a lot of time trying to convince people that Schizophrenia and Dissociative Personality Disorder are not the same thing.
  2. You can somehow provide therapeutic discussion to everyone but yourself.
  3. You know what a DSM-IV-TR is.
  4. You also know what you can find in it.
  5. You get pissed when people confuse Bipolar Disorder with teenage hormonal mood swings.
  6. You know which stage of sleep you were in when your roommate’s alarm clock went off this morning.

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(Source: trustpsychology.com)

robots-and-electric-sheep:

theimpalaslovechild:

and in that moment, everyone’s heart broke.

i dont even watch this show (though i really should start) but this even gave ME feels

whatsduimusic:

odinsblog:

#myNYPD

Circulate!

Reblogging especially for the last one

feminerdism:

mushroomkisser:

It’s important to talk about how vaccines don’t cause autism, but can we please also talk about how much people must hate autism if they’d rather expose their child to polio, measles and chickenpox than autism?

THIS. I feel like asking every anti-vac parent “Why would you rather have a dead child than an autistic one?” I think these parents ought to explain their stance to a group of autistic adults.

(Source: nayarivra)

datunofficialdisneyprincess:

disneynowand4ever:

rememberingwalt:

zmazingdisneyaddict:

disneyprincessalexia:

rememberingwalt:

okay, this scene is never talked about. this is an important scene, look at belle, face-down in the freezing cold snow after getting bucked off of philippe just moments before. she could have ran away, she could have waited for help, or gone looking for it. but NO, belle decides to step up to the plate and thwack a wolf off of philippe’s back. and her face, she’s scared, terrified, even. but no, she tries to calm philippe down even though she realizes that these wolves are really freakin’ scary. they’re growling and baring their teeth and licking their lips. but belle sticks to her guns, and stands by philippe, dodging their efforts to bite her foot off. AND EVEN AFTER THAT, she’s still there. she decides to play offensive. she swings the branch, and misses. BUT THAT DOESN’T STOP HER. SHE SWINGS AGAIN. and despite her efforts, the stick unfortunately gets broken into two(which i could not show due to my creative limits.) but THIS IS AN IMPORTANT SCENE. belle is a badass, and if this doesn’t prove it, i don’t know what will. 

"Disney princesses are weak" *laughs for a million years then shows them this edit*

I don’t remember blogging this…

REPOST! REPOST! REPOST!

??? dude, i literally just made this myself lol

That’s my girl!

At this point I’m just like if you don’t recognize scenes like this and still talk shit about Disney princesses then you suck

things the Hades and Persephone myth is about:life and death, balance between them, light and darkness, the origin of the seasons, the cycle of the seasons, marriage in ancient greece, metaphors for marriage and weddings, the passage from child to woman, the different stages in the life of a woman, /persephone/....
things that tumblr focuses on:buT haDES RapED PerSEPhonE!11!! tEH myTH is LITERallY CAlled 'the RApe of PErsephonY'
sunfishdunes:

Dear Damian,
It’s been a long time since our last encounter. Ten years to be exact.
I was 26; you were 16. You were proud of who you were; I was an insecure actor. You became an iconic character that people looked up to; I wished I’d had you as a role model when I was younger. I might’ve been easier to be gay growing up.
You WERE beautiful in every single way and words couldn’t bring you down.
What you may not know …
When I was cast in the role of “Damian” in Mean Girls, I was TERRIFIED to play this part. But this was a natural and true representation of a gay teenager — a character we laughed with instead of at. (You can thank Tina Fey and Mark Waters for that. I can only take partial credit.)
When we first made this movie, I’m not sure any of us knew how loved and quoted this movie would become. You certainly hope when you pour your heart into something, that people will respond — but to paraphrase Gretchen Wieners, “we can’t help it that we’re so popular.”
So, why the hell did it take me so long to come out of the closet?
Here’s why:
When I first became an actor, I wanted to play lots of roles — Guidos, gangsters, and goombahs were my specialty. So, would I be able to play all of those parts after portraying a sensitive, moisturizing, Ashton Kutcher-loving, pink-shirt-wearing kid? I was optimistic. Hollywood? Not so much. I was meeting a “gay glass ceiling” in casting.
For example:
One time I wanted to audition for a supporting character in a low-budget indie movie described as a “doughy, blue-collar lug of a guy.” The role was to play the husband of an actress friend of mine who I had been in two movies and an Off-Broadway play with. She and I had even moved to LA together.
I figured I was perfect for it.
They said they were looking for a real “man’s man.” The casting director wouldn’t even let me audition. This wasn’t the last time this happened. There were industry people who had seen me play you in Mean Girls but never seen me read in an audition but still denied me to be seen for “masculine” roles.
However, I did turn down many offers to play flamboyant, feather-boa-slinging stereotypes that always seemed to be laughed at BECAUSE they were gay. How could I go from playing an inspirational, progressive gay youth to the embarrassing, cliched butt-of-a-joke?
So, there it was. Damian, you had ruined my life and I was really pissed at you. I became celibate for a year and a half. I didn’t go to any gay bars, have any flings and I lied to anyone who asked if I was gay. I even brought a girl to the Mean Girlspremiere and kissed her on the red carpet, making her my unwitting beard.
It wasn’t until years later that grown men started to coming up to me on the street — some of them in tears — and thanking me for being a role model to them. Telling me I gave them comfort not only being young and gay but also being a big dude. It was then that I realized how much of an impact YOU had made on them.
Meanwhile, I was still in the closet. Deleting tweets that asked if I was gay, scrubbing IMDB Message Boards for any indication, etc. (It’s important to note that I was actually DISCOVERED singing in a Florida gay bar by casting director, Carmen Cuba, for my first role in Larry Clark’s Bully.)
I had the perfect opportunity in 2004 to let people know the REAL Daniel Franzese. Now in 2014 — 10 years later — looking back, it took YOU to teach me how to be proud of myself again. It’s okay if no one wants to sit at the table with the “art freaks.” Being a queer artist is one of my favorite things about myself. I have always been different and that’s rad. People have always asked if I was really gay? While my reps usually lied to protect me. My friends and family all knew the truth but now it’s time everyone does. Perhaps this will help someone else. I had to remind myself that my parents named me Daniel because it means “God is my judge.” So, I’m not afraid anymore. Of Hollywood, the closet, or mean girls. Thank you for that, Damian. (And Tina.)
By the way … in June I am the Celebrity Grand Marshall of the Portland Gay Pride Parade.
so…
We go Glen Coco.
With love and respect,
Daniel Franzese
P.S. I hate it when people say I’m “too gay to function.” I know you do, too. Those people are part of the problem. They should refrain from using that phrase. It really is ONLY okay when Janis says it.

sunfishdunes:

Dear Damian,

It’s been a long time since our last encounter. Ten years to be exact.

I was 26; you were 16. You were proud of who you were; I was an insecure actor. You became an iconic character that people looked up to; I wished I’d had you as a role model when I was younger. I might’ve been easier to be gay growing up.

You WERE beautiful in every single way and words couldn’t bring you down.

What you may not know …

When I was cast in the role of “Damian” in Mean Girls, I was TERRIFIED to play this part. But this was a natural and true representation of a gay teenager — a character we laughed with instead of at. (You can thank Tina Fey and Mark Waters for that. I can only take partial credit.)

When we first made this movie, I’m not sure any of us knew how loved and quoted this movie would become. You certainly hope when you pour your heart into something, that people will respond — but to paraphrase Gretchen Wieners, “we can’t help it that we’re so popular.”

So, why the hell did it take me so long to come out of the closet?

Here’s why:

When I first became an actor, I wanted to play lots of roles — Guidos, gangsters, and goombahs were my specialty. So, would I be able to play all of those parts after portraying a sensitive, moisturizing, Ashton Kutcher-loving, pink-shirt-wearing kid? I was optimistic. Hollywood? Not so much. I was meeting a “gay glass ceiling” in casting.

For example:

One time I wanted to audition for a supporting character in a low-budget indie movie described as a “doughy, blue-collar lug of a guy.” The role was to play the husband of an actress friend of mine who I had been in two movies and an Off-Broadway play with. She and I had even moved to LA together.

I figured I was perfect for it.

They said they were looking for a real “man’s man.” The casting director wouldn’t even let me audition. This wasn’t the last time this happened. There were industry people who had seen me play you in Mean Girls but never seen me read in an audition but still denied me to be seen for “masculine” roles.

However, I did turn down many offers to play flamboyant, feather-boa-slinging stereotypes that always seemed to be laughed at BECAUSE they were gay. How could I go from playing an inspirational, progressive gay youth to the embarrassing, cliched butt-of-a-joke?

So, there it was. Damian, you had ruined my life and I was really pissed at you. I became celibate for a year and a half. I didn’t go to any gay bars, have any flings and I lied to anyone who asked if I was gay. I even brought a girl to the Mean Girlspremiere and kissed her on the red carpet, making her my unwitting beard.

It wasn’t until years later that grown men started to coming up to me on the street — some of them in tears — and thanking me for being a role model to them. Telling me I gave them comfort not only being young and gay but also being a big dude. It was then that I realized how much of an impact YOU had made on them.

Meanwhile, I was still in the closet. Deleting tweets that asked if I was gay, scrubbing IMDB Message Boards for any indication, etc. (It’s important to note that I was actually DISCOVERED singing in a Florida gay bar by casting director, Carmen Cuba, for my first role in Larry Clark’s Bully.)

I had the perfect opportunity in 2004 to let people know the REAL Daniel Franzese. Now in 2014 — 10 years later — looking back, it took YOU to teach me how to be proud of myself again. It’s okay if no one wants to sit at the table with the “art freaks.” Being a queer artist is one of my favorite things about myself. I have always been different and that’s rad. People have always asked if I was really gay? While my reps usually lied to protect me. My friends and family all knew the truth but now it’s time everyone does. Perhaps this will help someone else. I had to remind myself that my parents named me Daniel because it means “God is my judge.” So, I’m not afraid anymore. Of Hollywood, the closet, or mean girls. Thank you for that, Damian. (And Tina.)

By the way … in June I am the Celebrity Grand Marshall of the Portland Gay Pride Parade.

so…

We go Glen Coco.

With love and respect,

Daniel Franzese

P.S. I hate it when people say I’m “too gay to function.” I know you do, too. Those people are part of the problem. They should refrain from using that phrase. It really is ONLY okay when Janis says it.

(Source: blogs.indiewire.com)

autumnyte:

collapsed:

my hero

I was worried that the cleaner might have lost her job over this, but apparently the company that employs her stood up for her and said she was just doing her job. 
Now I can comfortably lol. 

autumnyte:

collapsed:

my hero

I was worried that the cleaner might have lost her job over this, but apparently the company that employs her stood up for her and said she was just doing her job. 

Now I can comfortably lol. 

minterpeabotea:

nitohri:

transparent “the” from that one episode of spongebob

procrastination

minterpeabotea:

nitohri:

transparent “the” from that one episode of spongebob

procrastination