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Just some impressions from the making of Fury Road to remind you that they used as less CGI as possible. Thank you George ♥
George Miller the realest person you’re ever gonna meet.
are you fucking kidding me that was two straight hours of ACTUAL EXPLOSIONS
The best part is that, from my understanding, there were quite a few scenes where George Miller said “No this is too dangerous we’ll do this in post” and the rest of the crew was like “NO LETS DO IT NOW WE CAN DO IT”
are you telling me this was fucking cirque du soleil in the desert with fucking explosions
Tom Hardy described it as slipknot meets cirque du soleil
Cheer up little alien
My Pompeii snapchats are amazing..
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omg if baby oil dissolves condoms what the fuck does it do to babies???
This may be shocking, but babies and condoms are made of different material
it’s like rock paper scissors: baby oil defeats condom, baby defeats baby oil, condom defeats baby

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This painting is the opening scene of my story, Feels Like Hope.
“While the Citadel revels in its first night free of tyranny, Capable leaves its safety to make a perilous journey alone across the Wasteland. Her purpose is simple: retrieve Nux’s remains or die trying. When she finds not a body, but hope, clinging desperately to his last thread of life, Capable’s future is unexpectedly filled with new promise… and unforeseen consequences.”
https://www.fanfiction.net/s/11358599/1/Feels-Like-Hope http://archiveofourown.org/works/4837202/chapters/11079305
I write so many text posts that I never publish, it's nice getting stuff down in writing even if no-one ever sees it. It just helps straighten everything out for 5 minutes.
a good thing to do for your friends with anxiety disorders: if you have a question you need to ask them or something you need to tell them, explain the subject of the question/the statement in the same message as your opening one!
so basically: instead of saying “can i ask you a question?” and sending just that (which, as a person with an anxiety disorder, makes my anxiety go into hyperdrive) go “can i ask you a question about ___?”
it’s a little thing but honestly few things make me anxious like “i have a question for you” or “there’s something i need to tell you” without immediate explanation. thanks!
“call me, nothing is wrong, just wanna talk on the phone” would be so much better than “Call me.”
Actually please to all of this please.
YES PLEASE.
YES THIS OK????? Like I have trained my husband to say “nothing bad, I just need to call you because it’s too much to type.” It helps SO MUCH. Just let me prepare myself, because I guarantee my imagination will take me to much much darker places.
Might I add, if someone with anxiety has just said something to you that’s a lot to process, and you need some time to think about what to say in response, please consider a quick “I’m not ignoring you, I need to think about what to say and I don’t want to say the wrong thing.”
Because that definitely saves your friend with anxiety a lot of strife and assuming they’ve ruined your friendship forever. Nothing is crueler than a “Seen 2:25pm” when it’s 10am the next day and you’re waiting on a reply to a huge confession.
Normally I don’t acknowledge my anxiety very much but to any of my friends this would genuinely be helpful. Thanks
Bonus: even if you don’t struggle with anxiety, this can really help cut down on miscommunication caused by text-monotone! My roommate and I use these a lot to keep from accidentally getting into arguments.
Meanwhile, in Scotland.
What cartoon is this
THIS IS MY FAVOURITE COW RELATED POST ON THIS WEBSITE MAYBE I LOVE COWS RUN COWS RUN

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Things my brother has said to me since I’ve come out
Bro: You can’t say you’re pan if you’ve only dated cis-boys Jess..
Me: Then you can’t say you’re straight since you’ve never had a girlfriend
Bro: touche…
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Bro: so you like girls?
Me: yep
Bro: so youre gonna get a girlfriend?
Me: maybe
Bro: NOW I GOTTA COMPETE AGAINST YOU TOO??
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Bro: wanna bet on who kisses a girl first?
Me: sure… $10?
Bro: okay
Me: sweet…cough up the money because i already kissed three
Bro: WHAT?? WHO?? you whore…No but seriously who because we only have like 2 lesbians in our school….
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Bro: I SWEAR TO GOD IF I HEAR ONE MORE PUN ABOUT YOU AND KITCHENWEAR IM KILLING YOU
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Brothers friend: so your sister is pan?
Bro: yeah?
Friend: what’s that?
Bro: basically she’ll date anyone
Friend: think she’ll date me?
Bro: ew no, dude she has standered still..
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Bro: so…how was narnia?
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Mother: i dont want you going to (insert friend)’s house because you’re pan and they are too
Bro: shes 18 mom AND you had no problem with it before jess was out
Mother: yeah but-
Bro: and they’re both girls so its not like even if something DID happen she wouldn’t get pregnant or anything
Mother: yeah but-
Bro: just let her hang out with the one friend she still has
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Bro: *is complaning about something* Thats so ga- OH MY GOD IM SO SORRY IT SLIPPED
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Bro: *shows me a picture of a girl* do you think shes hot?
Me: ew no
Bro: I AM TRYING TO GET YOU A GIRLFRIEND STOP BEING PICKY WOMAN WE LIVE IN THE MIDDLE OF NO WHERE THERE ARENT THAT MANY OPTIONS
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Me: *is complaining to my brother about this dude on campus* -anyways hes so not my type
Mother: but youre pan and ‘youre attracted to everyone regardless of gender’ so you dont have a type
Bro: thats like saying because i’m straight i like every girl mom…she can be pan and have types you limp lettuce
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Bro: do you think grandma will freak out when she finds out you’re queer?
Me: hopefully
Bro: sweet…..can i tell her??
Me: no?
Bro: dammit…
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Bro: *is playing COD online in his room* Guys seriously stop saying the F slur
Bro: Seriously i dont care about your kill streak, i will shoot you
Bro: NO SCOPE! I warned you!
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Bro: you know what my favorite part of you being pan is?
Me: what?
Bro: you’re no longer grandmas favorite…now i get all the money/food
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Bro: aw fuck
Me: what?
Bro: what if you get a girlfriend one day and she breaks your heart? i can’t punch a girl!
Me: no thats okay-
Bro: HOW WILL I DEFEND YOUR HONOR???
This is so sweet actually
This is so adorable really
To enter the forest you must first answer a riddle told by the majestic fluff tail brothers
what did this bird do
I wish i had context on this
here u go
I don’t think the contexts helps in this case.
I’ve been collecting these for a while so here are all the ones you missed
I’ve had the ‘I’d sell you to Satan for one corn chip’ picture saved on my computer for years, and I have NEVER SEEN THE REST OF THESE.
I’m so pleased.
I have this book, and it is one of the funniest things in my life.
comupter:
U know when ur hairs greasy and it makes u feel so so so bad about urself. And ur entire life. Everything is awful bc my hair is greasy
I've been debating about writing this post for a while, I always try remind myself of this when I can't sleep at night. But it'll be good for me to get this out in the open. When I graduated and I walked out onto that stage and went through the silly fan fare to official get my degree, everything I've been through hit me. I actually struggled a little to hold it together. Because I survived. And I don't mean I survived university, granted it's a bitch and everyone who gets through it should be proud. But no I survived three years of my life where nothing went right, I lost a lot. And I don't like admitting that. But I survived two suicide attempts. I survived two suicide attempts, the anxiety, loneliness and depression in between and yet I still walked away with a good degree. I've never actually said that, not even to myself. But I survived possible the hardest battle of my life. The first attempt, was in my second year. First year had been pretty shit, I lived with assholes and I lost most of my friends through anxiety and shit that went down among them. But well I still had someone keeping me together, I won't name her but those who know me will know her. And we were in a long distance relationship, and it was good for me to have some I completely trusted and offered me support at a hard time. In second year I moved in with a guy and his girlfriend and his friend, and long story short the guy was a domestic abuser. He accused me one night of sleeping with his girlfriend, he threatened to kill himself and blamed me. Five minutes before that happened, my girlfriend admitted to cheating on me. I didn't speak to anyone for a week, I hid fearing if I left my room I would cause my housemate to kill himself. I felt just being there I was cause problems. I blamed myself for my girlfriend running away. I had no-one around me, not even my own room felt safe. I had no where to hide just to breath for a minute, I lost my best friend in the world and my other friend might kill himself because of me. I honestly can't remember what day it was when I thought about attempting it, I wasn't leaving my room. I didn't have a plan of how I was going to attempt it, but I knew I had to write letters out and I should pack my stuff because I couldn't put someone through that. It was while packing myself, I was thinking of the people I would write to. The list grew longer, and I just couldn't hurt them. And I remember just crying for a day straight because I knew I had to keep going because I just couldn't hurt anyone. I somehow survived that year, I found somewhere new to live and I went through the uni support (they helped but where pretty shit). But I was still pretty broken, I couldn't pack everything until I was going out the door because it brought back memories of the attempt. But I survived, I formed a couple new social relationships with people and was doing okay over the summer. I meet a lovely girl through work, and got together with her and I felt supported again. When we went back for third year, she cheated on me. I lost yet another friend, and I again blamed myself. But this time I was lucky, I feel back onto a old friend, known her for years and we had dated before. And we got along well, I was doing okay at uni. My 2nd attempt came about Valentine's Day. I had just bought this girl a gift and cards for both v day and her birthday. It was during that day that she ran off with her karate teacher, I found out about it via a facebook relationship change. This was the third person in a row to break my trust, but she was also one of those in the list that saved my life the first time. I had fought so hard to recover, and I was back to having completely nothing. I didn't trust myself at all. And because she was on that list, I talked to myself into believing anyone on that list could hurt me too, that I couldn't trust anyone anymore. I sat with a pair of broken scissors on the floor of my room for a couple hours, I got to the point where I didn't want to write notes this time or pack, I just wanted to get it over with. I even planned to attempt it in the shower so the blood was easy to clean after. I to this day don't understand what saved my life that day, I guess I was just strong enough not to. I survived but only just. I kept trying to recover, I struggled to attend uni still, form social bonds again. I had a couple moments were I got being social wrong and completely destroyed bonds which did cause the same blame cycle but I understood it so I dealt with it. But yeah, i had to keep fighting. And I had the stress that if I fuck up my degree that's game over for my life basically, it was the last thing I had. I got my degree. I survived suicide. I've admired I've tried to only three people before this. But this is the first time I've admitted I survived to myself. I still have nightmares about everything that's happened, this is only just the top of what's happened to me. I will never forgive the people who put me in that state. I'm thankfully for the people who without even knowing saved my life. So many people kept me strong without ever trying and most will likely never know. But I need to keep telling myself I survived, and no matter what those who hurt me did they never truly beat me. And I'm gonna keep fighting because what better way to say fuck you than to be happy.

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Let me sleep brain I'm tired af
I've hardly been using tumblr lately, I only really use it when I'm feeling shitty. I guess that's why I don't use it when I'm feeling only mildly shitty. Just meh, tumblr has caused me so much shit in my life. It's a shame because I do love the blogs I follow