spideymoth:

My chemistry quiz section takes place after dusk on the opposite side of campus: another one of God’s little tests

At least i get to pass by hogwarts

My chemistry quiz section takes place after dusk on the opposite side of campus: another one of God’s little tests

glumshoe:

hogwartsconsultingtimelady:

glumshoe:

Sitting at a table with my hands folded in front of me and a placid expression on my face while an adult man passionately and incoherently argues with me while a female coworker hides a smirk behind her hand and winks at me is… an experience.

I’m glad you got to have such a quintessentially female experience. All of us have… a Look™️ we share when a man is blathering at one of us and thinks we should be hanging on every word.

I don’t think I can describe the look on his face when I explained that “logic" is a value-neutral system of getting from a premise to a conclusion, and that “stupid” human behaviors can still have consistent internal logic.

“There’s nothing logical about wearing jeans with holes in them!” he insisted.

“That depends,” I said. “Do you accept that wearing ‘fashionable’ clothing aids in securing social acceptance, and that ‘ripped-up jeans’ are generally regarded as fashionable? Then saying that ‘wearing ripped-up jeans helps gain social acceptance’ is logically sound, even if you and I both think that ripped-up jeans are tacky, or that this kind of social acceptance isn’t a desirable goal. Those are subjective opinions.”

He really didn’t like that. He also didn’t like when I told him that he cannot make a valid counterpoint to what I have to say if he interrupts me before I can say it.

trueka:

adding highlights to my drawings while not knowing or ignoring where the light source is

(via stargirl222)

mexican-super-saiyan:

throatmistress:

She came for his whole LIFE

(via love-phd)

bogleech:

carbonfiberpersonality:

fireballandfailure:

kaylapocalypse:

ysera:

horreurscopes:

kramergate:

kramergate:

forget wanderlust, sonder, all those words for vague dreamy feelings… what I’m asking for is a concise word for the feeling you get when someone makes an assumption about you that’s 100% correct but you really don’t like that anyone was able to make that assumption. for now I’m calling it a fuckor

“he asked me ‘you main junkrat right’ and a wave of fuckor wracked my feeble body”

send me asks. make me tremble with fuckor

Someone walked up to me in Barnes and Noble like 4 years ago and asked me where the Manga section was. I told them where, but I also let them know that i didn’t work there. They kind of shrugged then looked me dead in the eyes and said.

“Idk, you just looked like you might know.”

I changed my complete aesthetic after hearing that come to jesus, god fearing, exposé of a line.

The other day my manager admitted that she still shops at hot topic, and when I told I knew already because she seemed like the type she threatened to fire me

Activate my fuckor in my inbox

I want to experience fuckor too. Send an assumption about me to confirm or deny to the best of my ability

(Source: beetledrink, via despa-yeet-o)

iloe:

iloe:

do the spiderverse kids all have. slightly different meme cultures

miles: look I can fit my whole fist in my mouth

gwen: freaky flexing. but alright

miles:

miles, through his fist: I’m sorry what did you just say

(via smallspidey)