when they were prepping me for the surgery the nurse put one of those cloth hats over my head to keep the hair out of my face

she said “here’s your party hat”

and i was already trippin balls so I said 

"yaAAY paaaarty"

and wiggled around on the table like a gleeful slug

i think about this post sometimes and it makes me grin like a dope

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life hack: make out w/ me and tell me i’m cute

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  • Hannibal: He should have hopped faster
  • Hannibal: I have a considerate butcher
  • Hannibal: I'm having an old friend for dinner
  • Hannibal: I transferred my passion for anatomy into food
  • Hannibal: None of this is vegetarian
  • Everyone: What delicious food Hannibal we love you
  • Hannibal:
  • Hannibal:
  • Hannibal: You're all morons
  • Hannibal: My name fucking rhymes with cannibal




I have this weird theory that some people are drawn to each other because their atoms were near each other when the universe was created and over time the same atoms keep coming back together


It’s too early to be thinking about this shit

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Wasn’t it January like 5 minutes ago?

I swear to god it was

Last time i checked it was 2011??

I fell asleep in 2007 and I woke up now it’s 2013

Wait the 90’s are over???

Hold up, the Spice Girls broke up!?

The colonies did whaaaaaatttt?!??

wait who’s this Shakespeare guy?

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Tony Chaaya - Spring Summer 2014

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Whedon Secret Santa: Joyce Summers and Spike for downeybrownie

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I know I’ve told this story before, but my abusive ex refused to let me take birth control. I was on the pill until he found them in my purse.

I went to the Student Health Center—they were completely unhelpful, choosing to lecture me about the importance of safe sex (recommending condoms) instead of actually listening to my problem.

Then I went to Planned Parenthood. The Nurse Practitioner took one look at my fading bruises and stopped the exam. She called in the doctor. The doctor came in and simply asked me: “Are you ready to leave him?” When I denied that I was being abused, she didn’t argue with me. She just asked me what I needed. I said I need a birth control method that my boyfriend couldn’t detect. She recommended a few options and we decided on Depo.

When I told her that my boyfriend read my emails and listened to my phone messages and was known to follow me, she suggested to do the Depo injections at off hours when the clinic was normally closed. She made a note in my chart and instructed the front desk never to leave messages for me—instead, she programmed her personal cell phone number into my phone under the name “Nora”. She told me she would call me to schedule my appointments; she wouldn’t leave a message, but I should call her back when I was able to.

And that was it. No judgment. No lecture. She walked me to the door and told me to call her day or night if I needed anything. That she lived 5 blocks from campus and would come get me. That I wasn’t alone. That she just wanted me to be safe.

I never called her to come to my rescue. But I have no doubt that she would have come if I had called. She kept me on Depo for a year, giving me those monthly injections in secret, helping me prevent a desperately unwanted pregnancy.

I cannot thank Planned Parenthood enough for the work they do.


Curious Georgiana

always reblog.

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