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1. Coca Cola, Pepsi, Sprite, Mountain Dew or Dr. Pepper?
2. Cats, dogs, horses, lizards or hamsters? BUNNIES
3. TV, cinema, computer, iPod or gaming console?
4. Rock, rap, pop, metal or punk?
5. Black, white, blue, red or green?
6. Salad, hamburger, ice cream, chips or fruit?
7. Kindergarten, elementary, junior high, high school or college?
8. United States, Canada, Australia, France or England?
9. Swimming, fishing, tanning, theme parks or camping?
10. Snowball fights, snowmen, snow angels, sledding, skiing or ice skating?
11. English, math, science, history or art?
12. Gummy worms, lollipops, gum, chocolate bars or cotton candy?
13. Xbox 360, Gamecube, Playstation, Nintendo Wii or Handheld?
14. Facebook, WordPress, Tumblr, YouTube or Google?
15. Cute guys, tough guys, smart guys, hot guys?
16. Flats, heels, uggs, flip flops or skater shoes? No shoes
17. Early morning, noon, early afternoon, late afternoon or evening?
18. Bathroom, living room, bedroom, kitchen or attic?
19. Face-to-face, home phone, cell phone, instant messenger or twitter?
20. Skinny jeans, flared jeans, capris, shorts or skirts?
21. T-shirt, hoodies, tank top, tube top or halter top?
22. McDonald’s, Wendy’s, KFC, Burger King or Dairy Queen? 
23. Car, airplane, train, boat or walking?
24. Coffee, tea, water, milk or soda?
25. Drama, comedy, horror, action/adventure or thriller?

Here have some original content for once.

Came up with this idea in class this evening, enjoy and tell me what you think :)

Post-apocalyptic world where, due to the new climate after world war three, meat becomes scarce due to the animals having a harder time surviving. The government has taken any still alive to try and resurrect the meat industry. People have had to become vegan in order to survive. Then somewhere in a dark corner of the country, there is a rebel group who have hidden away chickens, pigs, sheep etc for the soul purpose of giving the population meat.

Slowly these rebels fight back against the government, giving people animals of their own to raise and keep, so that they too can pass them on to others. The government falls apart in an effort to keep the rebels at bay. They try to keep the new meat industry private so they can continue to charge a fortune for meat. But in the end the truth gets out, there was nothing wrong with the climate, the government just wanted to control the meat industry and because of a lot of death during the third world war, started the rumour of animal being unable to survive. They created false data and had scientists speak on national tv, saying that the climate of the world had changed and was unable to support anything other than human beings. They cut of the country from the rest of the world, in hopes that they would never find out the truth and that the government could start raking in the money for personal finance. But the rebels knew and they told everyone else.

It could end with a big ass riot out the front of the Whitehouse or something, maybe a stampede of cattle just to be funny about it.

20 days I was gone…though everything has been made worse in that short amount of time….

Money is threatening my education, my home, my life. 

I may have to drop my course, move back home and attempt to find a job in Melbourne. I don’t really want to do this of course, I like Uni, I like res and most of all, I like being close to my friends. (and my boyfriend)

Today I watched myself relapse, the happiness I had been feeling for the last year now gone, all with the thought of leaving. 

I can feel pieces I had put back together, breaking again. Even the pieces Mushroom has unknowingly fixed are starting to crumble. 

I don’t want to go back down that hole again. Please.

Not that anyone will give a shit, but I’m going to disappear for a bit.

Sick of all this shit about 4chan, so I’m just going leave until things blow over.

If anything gets posted here (though I doubt it, due to my new extra security measures) it aint me until I say its me. And trust me, if you guys follow me, you’ll know when I’m back.

So long people who probably don’t care.

nico-di-angelcake:

  • DO NOT SPEAK TO ME IN A CONDESCENDING WAY
  • DO NOT SPEAK TO ME LIKE I’M AN IDIOT
  • DO NOT SPEAK TO ME AS IF I’M STUPID BECAUSE I DIDN’T KNOW ABOUT SOMETHING THAT YOU KNEW ABOUT OR BECAUSE I DIDN’T UNDERSTAND SOMETHING THAT’S SIMPLE FOR OTHER PEOPLE TO UNDERSTAND
  • JUST DON’T DO IT

luciigoose:

teutoniic:

un-toxicated:

finnharriesdick:

kissnecks:

there should be a two year period after high school where it is socially expected that kids not work or go to school or do anything but take road trips, read books, meet new people, and take lots of pictures

yeah that’s called a gap year… don’t you have that?

Not in America…

what

Omg American people come live with me please, I will shelter and feed you in Australia and we can have a gap year

Wow, I feel more and more sorry for my overseas brethren…Mind you in my gap year I worked full time to save money….

bold what you prefer.

coffee or tea

books or movies 

fruits or vegetables

headphones or earbuds

laptops or pc

facebook or tumblr

netflix or tv

hardcover or paperback

tv or movies

light or dark

salt or pepper

starbucks or dunkin donuts 

reading or writing

writing or drawing

hot or cold

talking or listening

instruments or voice

cake or cupcakes

black or white

sunset or sunrise

My mother asked if I wanted her toast. I turn to answer her and she just shoves it in my mouth.

This place is familiar, but it has been a while since I have stepped foot here.

It’s dark and the walls are closing in on me, and its mere seconds before I start crying. First, they are small tears, then small sobbing, and then full on racking sobs. Reality has hit me straight back into a place I never thought I would end up again.

Feet wander familiar paths that cohere with the familiar thoughts, pain and sadness make my feet hit automatic. It wasn’t a long wait for the darkness, though this time it isn’t welcome. It may have been here a million times before, but this time I don’t want its shit, I’m not the person I once was.

Go away, your darkness is no longer welcome in my mind.

I will not let my sadness drag me back down that hole.

Tensions rise. Nasty words are said about lazy people. I can’t help but apologise. I feel like it’s my fault. She assures me it’s not, that the others are to blame. I just wish she could be happier than she is.