I have very little free time. And all of it, plus quite a bit more, is spent on the internet. Meh. Oh well

 

buzzfeed:

These comics all really capture how frustrating depression is. 

basilton:

In the early years of space flight, both Russians and Americans used pencils in space. Unfortunately, pencil lead is made of graphite, a highly conductive material. Snapped graphite leads and particles in zero gravity are hugely problematic, as they will get sucked into the air ventilation or electronic equipment, easily causing shorts or fires in the pure oxygen environment of a capsule.

After the fire in Apollo 1 which killed all the astronauts on board, NASA required a writing instrument that wasn’t a fire hazard. Fisher spent over a million dollars (of his own money) creating a pressurized ball point pen, which NASA bought at $2.95 each. The Russian space program also switched over from pencils shortly after.

40 years later snide morons on the internet still snigger about it, because snide morons on the internet never know what they are talking about.

(Source: yourresidentginger)

I fucking hate PChem lab.  I hate that I procrastinate and that I can’t seem to stop myself from procrastinating, and it makes me want to stop existing

At LeakyCon, a young lady asked me how I dealt with bullying. I wasn’t able to give her a very good answer, which troubles me. Well, there were lots of shouts of “It gets better” and “Stay strong” and “We love you”. But when I put myself back in time to when I was being bullied, none of those things would’ve helped me. Yes, absolutely it does get better. But when you are being physically and psychologically tortured, it is difficult to remove yourself from the pressingness of the moment at hand. Here’s how I dealt with bullying: I cried, I hated myself, I hated my life. I didn’t deal with it, I survived it, but I never dealt with it. So here are two tips from someone with lots of experience. 1: It’s not about you, it has nothing to do with you, it’s about the assholes doing it to you. 2: Your job is not to deal with it, your job is to survive it, which you CAN do because it WILL end. And then yes, it will get better.

Hank Green (via secondary-aftermath)

What a pleasure it is to degrade a woman.

Robin Thicke (no, really)

oh but he’s white so it’s harmless instead of those *gasp* rappers


seriously there’s a huge fucking deal about misogyny in hip hop and R&B, but it only focuses on artists who are PoC, yet some fucking gangrenous white boy can get away with this shit and nobody speaks up, he gets to perform on national television and there is no backlash

(via vivianvivisection)

People say, “Hey, do you think this is degrading to women?” I’m like, “Of course it is. What a pleasure it is to degrade a woman. I’ve never gotten to do that before. I’ve always respected women.”

IIF DEGRADING A WOMAN IS SUCH A FORBIDDEN PLEASURE THAT YOU’RE GLAD TO ENGAGE IN BECAUSE YOU’RE SUCH A NICE GUY, YOU ARE NOT ACTUALLY A NICE GUY. YOU’RE A HYPOCRITE AND A NASTY, NASTY INDIVIDUAL.

(via archetypalboner)

(Source: dimestoretajic)

jennnalouisecoleman:

allmymetaphors:

when van gogh was out painting in a field some kids shot him by mistake while they were playing with their dad’s shotgun but he told everyone he shot himself so they wouldn’t get in trouble and then he DIED and for a long time everyone thought it was suicide but it wasn’t a suicide he was just trying to help the kids that’s the saddest thing in the world im gonna throw up 

oh my god

What if the reason we thought he had committed suicide for so long was because he did, but then after the Doctor and Amy visited him he decided not to, but since history couldn’t change itself that much he ended up dying this way instead?

fortheloveofhulk:

the-silence-wears-westwood:

What if people who have anxiety are just unaccustomed to the way the world works because this is the first incarnation of their soul on the earth? And confident people are at ease with the world because they have already been incarnated multiple times and, in a sense, already know how the world works.

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(Source: thesilencewearswestwood)

hasadigahumanity:

Day 1/365
Today was a Tuesday. It was the first day I didn’t have Italian, because I finally withdrew from that horrible class. It was also the day I skipped my Statistics recitation to do my Writing the Essay homework.Especially after going to sleep at 3 am. I really need to start going to sleep earlier or my body is going to fail me. I’m already gaining so much weight because of all the shit I’m eating here.I need to go on a diet.Today was also the day when I discovered that needing to validate myself was going to dig me into some deep shit. I’m not going to fully go into it on the internet, but all you need to know is this:I’m such a bitch.Anyways, passing from the lamenting track to other happenings today.Today, I met Kat Von D, one of my idols. I love her. I have a massive girl crush on her. I hugged her and told her I was saving a tattoo for her one day. I can only hope that one day I get the opportunity to get tattooed by her. I was shaking, I was so in awe that I was in her presence.
[I know, I’m posting this the next day. Just leave me be!]

hasadigahumanity:

Day 1/365

Today was a Tuesday. It was the first day I didn’t have Italian, because I finally withdrew from that horrible class. It was also the day I skipped my Statistics recitation to do my Writing the Essay homework.
Especially after going to sleep at 3 am.
I really need to start going to sleep earlier or my body is going to fail me. I’m already gaining so much weight because of all the shit I’m eating here.
I need to go on a diet.
Today was also the day when I discovered that needing to validate myself was going to dig me into some deep shit. I’m not going to fully go into it on the internet, but all you need to know is this:
I’m such a bitch.
Anyways, passing from the lamenting track to other happenings today.
Today, I met Kat Von D, one of my idols. I love her. I have a massive girl crush on her. I hugged her and told her I was saving a tattoo for her one day.
I can only hope that one day I get the opportunity to get tattooed by her. I was shaking, I was so in awe that I was in her presence.

[I know, I’m posting this the next day. Just leave me be!]