I'm not a little unwell! I'm Crazy and I'm Proud!

And no song can say otherwise!

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evcrawford:

DC Meme - 1/6 relationships: Harley & Ivy

What about you, Ivy? Aren’t you just using me too? I’m your friend, Harley! Are you? What do you get out of our friendship? Tell me, Ivy. What do you get? Someone to rely on you? Someone who depends on you? So you like that? Or is it something deeper? Is there another reason you’ve been dedicated to our friendship for so long? Is it because you love me?

(via kate---kane)

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festeringfae:

Reminder that the creators of Night Vale made their show without any corporate sponsorship or financial compensation other than donations and selling T-shirts and they made it to the number one slot on Itunes and they did it with a godblessed openly queer protagonist and an explicitly dark-skinned love interest thank you and good night.

(via nightvale)

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oniongentleman:

therealrobertmanion:

FROZEN: IF ELSA WERE THE VILLAIN

This original Disney-Villain-inspired song explores the Frozen film, had Elsa been the villain as originally intended!!! It’s Poor Unfortunate Souls meets Be Prepared meets Oogie Boogie meets Mother Knows Best meets Let it Go!!! I hope you enjoy!!!

This is beautiful

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phyxiated:

rainbowcranes:

Growing up, my dad had a rule. “You can’t get a tattoo. If you do, I will make you get it removed. Unless, that is, you join the army and can shoot a seagull in the eye from a mile away, or you have a near-death experience.”
On July 12, 2011, I rode my bicycle to the camp I worked at. On my way home, I rode down a hill, and stopped at the bottom. I looked both ways, and there was no car coming. I started to turn left when I got hit by a car going ~55 miles per hour. I completely shattered the windshield, and when the driver stopped, I was ejected back onto the road. The doctors in the emergency room were absolutely perplexed when I arrived, because they all agreed that I should have died, and they were amazed to release me 4 and a half hours later with only 16 stitches, a concussion, and a chipped tooth. During my recovery, I was angry and confused. A couple if days after my accident, I received cards from my eight year old campers. One of them drew a giant paper crane, and said, “if you fold a thousand paper cranes, you’ll get better”. 
Not being able to read, ride a bicycle, or put stress on my body, I cut up an old sudoku puzzle, went on YouTube, and learned how to make a paper crane. By the end of the day, I had a laundry basket full of black and white paper cranes. I kept making paper cranes, even after I made a thousand, and I ran into a dilemma. What do you do with paper cranes once you’ve made them? A girl in my class had committed suicide the same day I had my accident, and I brought a purple crane to her wake. Her family could not have been happier the moment I presented them with this crane. Something clicked in my head right there. I started giving them to people and hiding them in random places for people to find. I started making art with them, and they became a major part of who I was. 
This tattoo is symbolic of my accident, and could not represent me any better.

Im crying oh my god

phyxiated:

rainbowcranes:

Growing up, my dad had a rule. “You can’t get a tattoo. If you do, I will make you get it removed. Unless, that is, you join the army and can shoot a seagull in the eye from a mile away, or you have a near-death experience.”

On July 12, 2011, I rode my bicycle to the camp I worked at. On my way home, I rode down a hill, and stopped at the bottom. I looked both ways, and there was no car coming. I started to turn left when I got hit by a car going ~55 miles per hour. I completely shattered the windshield, and when the driver stopped, I was ejected back onto the road. The doctors in the emergency room were absolutely perplexed when I arrived, because they all agreed that I should have died, and they were amazed to release me 4 and a half hours later with only 16 stitches, a concussion, and a chipped tooth. During my recovery, I was angry and confused. A couple if days after my accident, I received cards from my eight year old campers. One of them drew a giant paper crane, and said, “if you fold a thousand paper cranes, you’ll get better”. 

Not being able to read, ride a bicycle, or put stress on my body, I cut up an old sudoku puzzle, went on YouTube, and learned how to make a paper crane. By the end of the day, I had a laundry basket full of black and white paper cranes. 
I kept making paper cranes, even after I made a thousand, and I ran into a dilemma. What do you do with paper cranes once you’ve made them? A girl in my class had committed suicide the same day I had my accident, and I brought a purple crane to her wake. Her family could not have been happier the moment I presented them with this crane. Something clicked in my head right there. I started giving them to people and hiding them in random places for people to find. I started making art with them, and they became a major part of who I was. 

This tattoo is symbolic of my accident, and could not represent me any better.

Im crying oh my god

(via whereyoustopthestory)

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deucejoker:

johnhwatsn:

petition for a doctor who episode where the doctor travels back in time to meet arthur conan doyle and accidentally happens to mention how popular sherlock holmes is even 130 years later and poor acd almost breaks down crying

"Doctor before you leave…just tell me one thing."
"What’s that?"
"My books, the Sherlock Holmes books…do they die out?"
"No, Arthur. People love them. They carry on for hundreds of years."
"Damnit. God damnit. Fuck." 

(Source: nygrd, via whereyoustopthestory)

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blackwinterrosethorn:

plushpuppetrumps:

assstiel:

assstiel:

these two boys from my class went dressed today as that psycho from scream and no-face from spirited away. they started making out right in front of everyone. it was the most disturbing thing i’ve ever seen.

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just when i thought things couldn’t get any weirder, the scooby-doo gang showed up and jason joined scream and no-face

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wtf kinda school is this

obviously a school I should have attended in my younger years

Hollins during Ring Night.