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pyrrhiccomedy:

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Of course it’s Australian.

You always see list of deadliest toxins, but almost never lists of least fun toxins. I mean, a bite from a taipan snake will kill you dead, but in a brisk and orderly fashion that will unfold from “Ow, bugger, what was that” to “x_x” in about an hour.

The reaction to the gympie gympie stinging tree, however, can last for months, during which time there is precious little they can do for you except pump you full of steroids and strap you down to a table with a brace in your mouth so you don’t do yourself serious injury. In the 1960s, British military scientists studied the tree for its potential as a biological weapon.

The research was apparently abandoned, for reasons which have never been released to the public; but if I had to take a guess, I’d look to the example of civilian research scientist Marina Hurley, who spent three years studying the gympie gympie, and was forced to abandon her research when, despite using every manner of precaution, her exposure to the plant’s neurotoxin nevertheless led to hospitalization. The hairs on the plant which carry the toxin, you see, are regularly shed, and become airborne, at which point they can be inhaled and cause severe nosebleeds, asphyxiation, and anaphylactic shock.

One survivor of a brush with a gympie gympie described the stinging persisting for over two years, made worse whenever he took a cold shower.

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rainbow-butt-monkeys:

9gag:

My cat being a jerk laughing at me

This deserves 13298347128974274y278 notes.

uh you should probably draw a bird watching a person with tiny bird binoculars yeah that sounds like a good idea
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surlylock:

*KICKS UR DOOR DOWN*

*THRUSTS A SOFT BLANKET AND A CUP OF HOT CHOCOLATE INTO UR HANDS*

[SCREAMING] I CARE ABOUT YOU A LOT AND I HOPE YOU FIND PEACE AND HAPPINESS IN LIFE

*BEATS UP ANYONE WHO SAYS OTHERWISE*

yamatohoutsuins:

it’s raining season (*^3^)/

833333338:

I LOVE YOU I TRUST YOU

There will come a time when you want to cut off all your hair. Do it. Realise that the thing you want rid of doesn’t lie in the long curls that frame your face so perfectly. Live with short hair for a while. It’ll grow.

You won’t always want to talk to people. That’s okay. When it’s late and you hear your friends talking in the next room, you don’t have to join them. You’re allowed your solitude. It makes company sweeter and it teaches you how to survive alone. You will need that skill.

In the winter, you’ll believe that nothing will ever grow again. You’re wrong. Every year, London looks like it’s on its last legs, wheezing through those last cold days in March. Every year, spring comes like an explosion and the city shakes off its sleep.

Mundane problems will get the better of you sometimes. Don’t worry. Try as you might, life cannot be an endless, beautiful, intense moment. Find comfort in money worries and late trains; they’re a welcome rest in between heartbreaks and breakdowns.

People will call you a cynic, a wry smile on their faces. Pay them no mind. You alone know that you are capable of a love greater than anything they can comprehend. You alone know that you are not willing to sell your identity and respect to the first smirking halfwit to pass by. It is not cynicism. It is reverence for your own vast and fathomless heart, and it makes sense only to love someone who understands that and is awed by it.

You will not always get what you want when you want it. Accept it. Your goals are not set in stone and you are not on a fixed trajectory. Sometimes, life will take its time and you will have to play the long, interminable game. Play it well and with as much grace as you can muster. Live at your own pace.

At night, you will occasionally wake up afraid, wanting to die. Don’t give in. Night plays its tricks, but you are not so easily fooled. Your mind will play its tricks, too. It will make you believe that you’re not who you are, but you must not give in. You take a breath and you tell yourself that you are here. That you always were.


- Practical Advice for Difficult Women (#20 - 9th December)

mattakumo-suke:

お絵描きメモです。

今まで絵を描いてて自分なりに感じた事、
わかった事をメモしたものをまとめました。
間違っている可能性もありますので、
鵜呑みにはしないでください。
×とあっても、あくまで私の感性、見解であり、
その表現を否定するものではありません。
どんな表現も人それぞれの個性だと思います。

daichisawaguchi:

TIME TRAVEL LAMENT - a homura akemi fanmix | LISTEN

01. grandloves - purity ring // 02. too late - m83 // 03. a dream within a dream - the glitch mob // 04. cosmic love - florence + the machine // 05. kerosene - crystal castles // 06. we sink - chvrches // 07. aren’t we all running? - 65daysofstatic // 08. violent youth - crystal castles // 09. $ting - the neighbourhood // 10. time travel lament - slime girls // 11. disparate youth - santigold // 12. time - hans zimmer

naruhodos:

didney-worl-no-uta submitted:

(On your bird post) At least you didn’t get an Arctic Tern

omygosh

fadeintocase:

naughtyornicechekov:

amandaonwriting:

Suggestions for changing paragraphs

Oh my Fuckin
Do you realize how annoying it is when you don’t switch paragraphs when a new character is speaking
Do you realize how confusing it is
I don’t care if they’re using one-word responses at each other, start a new damn paragraph.
ESPECIALLY IF YOU HAVE MORE THAN ONE CHARACTER.

dear christ this.
no more walls of text please. please.