jenarts:

"Hey Scully, wanna break into the dean’s office?"
(college au is still a thing right??)
Edit: Print available here!

oh my god <3

jenarts:

"Hey Scully, wanna break into the dean’s office?"

(college au is still a thing right??)

Edit: Print available here!

oh my god <3

(via flyingsaucercult)

"I think a lot of people don’t understand that when we talk about these issues—blackface, rape jokes, the appropriation of marginalized cultures, and so on—we are having an ethical conversation, not a legal one. There is no thought police. No one’s coming to your house and carting you off to Insensitivity Prison. But you, as a person living on this planet, get to make a choice whether you want to hurt people or help people. Whether you want to listen or shut people out. I can’t imagine why you’d choose “defensive shithead” over “nice lady capable of empathy,” but okey dokey."

Lindy West (via lavenderlabia)

(via oh-comrade)

railroadsoftware:

a relic from the past

railroadsoftware:

a relic from the past

(via grammage)

Dreammmm.

It was my birthday and I was at Debi’s house. There were heaos of people there and I was walking ariund talking and laughing but I knew it wasn’t making me feel happy. Then two of my friends were apparently dating, and I was admiring a necklace one had given the other. The friend who was showing me was sat very close to me, with the chain still round their neck and I held the pendant in my hand, feeling my body shake because we had never been this close before and I was nervous.

Suddenly my other friend came around the corner, looking very obviously hurt and pissed at me, and through tight lips told me they’d made it and looked to their partner with a “Didn’t I, huh?” My friend was oblivoius to what had exchanged but nodded and replied, “Yup, you sure did babe I remember…” They started to tell me the story but I could tell they were talking only to each other now, the other friend shooting me looks and giving out a territorial vibe, and I just kind of faded into the background. I didn’t understand- they had just been showing me the pendant.

Later everyone dissapeared. I don’t remember where I had been but I was gone for a second, and when I came back everywhere was empty. I walked from room, my heart racing furiously, and then I started running and screaming and sobbing and it was so unfair, they had all dissapeared and no one had said goodbye to me. They had all come and took up space in my house but no one really cared.

I remembered my two friends and thought surely, they wouldn’t have just left. I didn’t do anything wrong, I still didn’t understand why the other friend had been so hurt, so I started screaming their names desperately. I ran iutside to see if they were hiding but there was nothing. Street lamps were on, cold shadows crept over the ground and I started to shiver. More scared and alone than I’d ever felt, I tasted salt on my lips, took a deep breath and went back inside.

UGH one of the dudes I work with has sprayed on si much fuxking doedorant that I could smell him coming from the other side of the cafe.

It’s one if the really bad ones that like, all the gross dudes wear- trying to be sweet and musky but it’s making me feel siiiiiiiiick fuck this.

It doesn’t help that this guy is also really gross abd literally one of the only people you ever hear me complaining about with passionate disgust UGGGGH

ollidressler:

instagram | twitter | youtube

ollidressler:

instagram | twitter | youtube 

(via ollidressler)

pyrrhics:

a pick up line: I’ve put the kettle on

This speaks to me on so mamy levels

(via biishiki)

Today at work I kept singing Backstreets Back, which led to Adrian and I busting out some sweet boy band moves behind the coffee machine, I also decided that I am the missing member of the backstreet boys and that today was a fucking hilarious day.

I also got to go home early, bumped into Iris on my way to the bus stop and had a grrat catch up chat, and now I’m going to meet Bradley and possibly drink some ciders and dance to Mei Saraswati, so yup.

Great. Fucking. Day.

Supposed to be out doing work.

Sat in the office with my eyes glazed over, scrolling through tumblr, sighing lots and trying to ignore the pain building in my back, again.

Is it next Friday yet? Can I sleep now?

It was Ronan’s last shift today, and I’m pretty emotional. He was one of the first friends that I made in Perth and has been my shit-joke-telling, bad pun cpmpanion for a good two years and I’m going to miss seeing his cute little face all the time.