Ellen’s response to the ‘Abercrombie& Fitch’ statement.
This is why I love her
She’s just amazing
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22. Science nerd. Loves music. Watches too many movies. Reads constantly. I post an assortment of things so you never know what you'll find.
Ellen’s response to the ‘Abercrombie& Fitch’ statement.
This is why I love her
She’s just amazing
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Two-face from DC Comics
By Meagan Marie
Impressive makeup work!
OH MY GOD
The game is over. Go home, y’all.
This looks amazing
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#in which Bruce Banner finally finds somebody who isn’t afraid to kid around with him #because he has a sense of humour after all #’i’m sorry, that was mean’ anyone? #but everybody tiptoes around him because ‘oh shit, he’s a monster’ #but then he meets Tony #someone who’s not afraid to be around him #someone who might actually be a friend #and that means so much to him and permeates so deep that even when he’s the fucking Hulk he still wants to save Tony’s ass #because by not treating the Hulk like a monster, Tony stopped him from being one
#SCIENCE BRO FEELS
#because by not treating the Hulk like a monster, Tony stopped him from being one
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Guys, it’s tornado season. Please stay safe. Prayers and positive thoughts to my fellow Texans affected by the recent storms and to those in Oklahoma who were hit today. I have friends and family in all of those places.
You know, I’m really disappointed in my family. Not my parents and sis, but everyone else. We have always made an effort to be there when something important happened in your lives but you never seem to return the favor. See if I give a damn the next time you do something. Douchebags.
Since I chose not to walk at my college graduation, my parents agreed to throw me a graduation party instead. It’s not until tonight, but it’s going to be awesome. Then I get to go with my best friends to see Iron Man 3.
Monday is my first day at work. Well, it’s orientation day. I have two days of hospital orientation and then one day of department orientation. Either way, I’m ready for this. My mom and I bought me six sets of scrubs yesterday. All of this is so overwhelming, but I’m ready to get out there and start my career. After a good party, of course.
Oh my gosh people, be nice to your waiter/waitress, it’s not their fault that your food is cold or if it’s under cooked. Be nice to the cashiers who are still training and can’t ring up your items as quickly as you want. If a stranger smiles and says hello to you, smile and say hello back! It’s just common courtesy, I don’t understand why people have to be so rude.
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This will sound very wrong but I consider it a personal victory when I’m able to pee in a cup without peeing on myself. Girls can’t aim. I consider this to be a legit problem. I get stressed every time I go to the doctor’s or I get a drug test simply because I don’t want to embarrass myself.
I absolutely hate The Great Gatsby. I thought it was a terrible book and I have absolutely no interest in the movie whatsoever. The characters got on my nerves. I couldn’t relate to them at all and honestly, I was happy to be done with the book. I only read it because I had to for my AP English class in high school. There are better “classics” out there.
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It’s weird for people who still have feelings to be around depressed people. They try to help you have feelings again so things can go back to normal, and it’s frustrating for them when that doesn’t happen. From their perspective, it seems like there has got to be some untapped source of happiness within you that you’ve simply lost track of, and if you could just see how beautiful things are…
At first, I’d try to explain that it’s not really negativity or sadness anymore, it’s more just this detached, meaningless fog where you can’t feel anything about anything — even the things you love, even fun things — and you’re horribly bored and lonely, but since you’ve lost your ability to connect with any of the things that would normally make you feel less bored and lonely, you’re stuck in the boring, lonely, meaningless void without anything to distract you from how boring, lonely, and meaningless it is.
Allie Brosh’s new post on her continued dealings with depression is just as poignant and heartbreaking and hilarious as her first.
I’ve always enjoyed reading her posts and I’m glad she’s doing better. She described depression perfectly. Life would be so much better if people could see depression from this viewpoint. Then maybe people would be more understanding.
For once in your life, can you just be happy for me? Just be happy for me and stop right there. Don’t make this a competition. Don’t turn this into a family argument.
Every time I do something good/win an award, you can’t just accept that I did something awesome and then be happy for me. You have to compare me to her and then brag about her. You can’t just let me have my moment. It’s always about her, and apparently I just get in the way. Guess what? It’s not a freakin competition. There is no competition. We’re in two different places in life doing two very different things. There is no comparison, so stop turning this into something it’s not.
Stop worshiping every single thing she does. She’s not even that amazing. My sister did those things first, and then I came along and did those things too. She is late to the party, yet you act like she’s the greatest thing in the world for doing something we’ve already done. Stop it! Just let me have my moment. I’m not trying to be filled with pride here, but I would appreciate it if you would stop trying to rain on my parade. I work hard to get where I’m at and all you ever do is brag about how amazing she is for doing something, which I consider to be less of an accomplishment compared to my own, and you can’t even pretend to be happy for me.
Thank God I don’t do any of this for you. If I did, I would be severely disappointed right about now. I do these things for myself. I want to do my best because I know I’m capable of it. I challenge myself and do things to make my future better. I don’t need you. I would like to be able to count on you, but it looks like I can’t. Thanks for nothing.