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You were born an original. Don't die a copy, so be who you are and say what you feel, because those who mind don't matter and those who matter don't mind.
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countingtoabillionslow:

Is anyone else completely terrified by the concept that you could, someday, meet someone who actually genuinely wants to spend the rest of their life in love with you?

pricklie:

I channel McGonagall every day

Doubt the list? heres the pictures
and heres the song (the lyrics anyway)
feel free to sing it along with Bon Jovi in an over dramatized fashion

Its just a bit of paint, a charcoal stick or two
everyday, it seems I’m taking a few
Another class where the materials are right there
Kleoptomania, taking with out a care

I’m an art kid, I will steal if supplied
I’m wanted, Dead or alive
Wanted dead or alive

Sometimes it’s fun, sometimes it makes me crazed
And the stuff I take, gets used up anyways
Sometimes your self esteem
is based on how full your pockets are
Be careful though, some supplies are really sharp

I’m an art kid, I will steal if supplied
I’m wanted, Dead or alive
Wanted dead or alive

I walk these streets, with final projects on my back
I grab for keeps, ‘cause some forget to pack
I take from everywhere and I don’t regret at all
I help a lot of students, make it through the fall

I’m an art kid, I will steal if supplied
I’m wanted, Dead or alive
I’m an art kid, I will take if supplied
I’m wanted, Dead or alive
Allied, dead or alive
Filled with pride, Dead or alive
Dead or alive X4

Doubt the list? heres the pictures

and heres the song (the lyrics anyway)

feel free to sing it along with Bon Jovi in an over dramatized fashion

Its just a bit of paint, a charcoal stick or two

everyday, it seems I’m taking a few

Another class where the materials are right there

Kleoptomania, taking with out a care

I’m an art kid, I will steal if supplied

I’m wanted, Dead or alive

Wanted dead or alive

Sometimes it’s fun, sometimes it makes me crazed

And the stuff I take, gets used up anyways

Sometimes your self esteem

is based on how full your pockets are

Be careful though, some supplies are really sharp

I’m an art kid, I will steal if supplied

I’m wanted, Dead or alive

Wanted dead or alive

I walk these streets, with final projects on my back

I grab for keeps, ‘cause some forget to pack

I take from everywhere and I don’t regret at all

I help a lot of students, make it through the fall

I’m an art kid, I will steal if supplied

I’m wanted, Dead or alive

I’m an art kid, I will take if supplied

I’m wanted, Dead or alive

Allied, dead or alive

Filled with pride, Dead or alive

Dead or alive X4

Anonymous said: ... i think u should log off tumblr then

Plot Twist: Stark Industries buys Tumblr. We all get free issue laptops with fantastic WiFi.
thief-0f-space:

pizza:

pizza:

the yahoo staff are being scary

they apologized


Ok do maybe yahoo does know how to fit in

thief-0f-space:

pizza:

pizza:

the yahoo staff are being scary

they apologized

Ok do maybe yahoo does know how to fit in

It’s 8 minutes to midnight. What have I done today?

  • woke up
  • prepared breakfast (yes prepared, I fried an egg, toasted a bagel, burnt some bacon, crisped some hashbrowns, melted some cheese and made myself a heart attack on a bun with some hand squeeze orange juice)
  • showered for 45 minutes. contemplated life. Sang all songs in the little mermaid twice - which I haven’t seen in 6 years.
  • Avoided a spider for 10 of those 45 minutes until he slipped and swirled down to the watery deep which came right intime for poor unfortunate souls.
  • sat in a towel for 1 hour on my bed, I have no idea what I thought about but I remember a passing thought regarding a confusion with Hugh Jackman playing Wolverine, Bunnymund, Val Jean and Roddy (Flushed Away).
  • practiced my aim with a velcro dart nerf gun. Hit everything.
  • got dressed. seriously considered wearing a ball gown since I wasn’t going anywhere.
  • Google imaged my face out of curiosity and all that came up was Zooey Deschanel. 4 times
  • Walked downstairs to get something, forgot, went back upstairs, remembered, came back downstairs and still forgot. We only have 14 steps. I still dont know what I wanted.
  • Had an unprovoked attack of fandom feels.
  • Realized it was not friday.
  • Panicked and logged on to my eClass
  • waited for the battery in my mouse to recharge. Sat there and waited.
  • Got bored
  • Made rice pudding. Made brownies.
  • Figured out how to play the first 30 seconds on ‘Concerning Hobbits’ on a kiddie piano.
  • Opened up Photoshop and attempt my first ever digital project. Also first ever attempt with a tablet.
  • 30 minutes later, get frustrated and wondered why I chose a career in art.
  • retrieved batteries.
  • watched more talented artist on youtube and wondered why I gave up acting.
  • Confessed my nerves of flying and/or moving in the fall to my mom, who proceeded to sing “Adventure is a wonderful thing” from Poohs Grand Adventure, complete with choreography, in the kitchen
  • Revised my acting resume.
  • calculated a budget to purchase a camera.
  • Spent 3 hours looking up jobs I’m not qualified for on craigslist. 
  • Was seriously interested in a job until I realized it was a porn gig.
  • Spent another 2 hours looking up casting directors I will never contact. Getting all their contact information and then stalking their social sites for auditions I will never go to.
  • Drank 2 liters of Iced Tea
  • Saw a dog wandering in the street outside. leashed it and knocked on every door on the street looking for the owner. In that time taught dog to sit.
  • Returned inside and realized I missed my dog.
  • Got depressed and looked up dog, cat and teacup pig videos on youtube.
  • Tumblr
  • Tumblr
  • Tumblr
  • Got lost in the haze that is my mind.
  • Realized it was still not friday and I had LOTS of work still left to do.
  • SOMEHOW sliped back into the haze of my mind and stared at the screen unable to do anything.
  • Wrote a one-act play about Columbine.
  • Composed a parody to Dead or Alive by Bon Jovi
  • Spent 20 minutes in Audition attempting to make it
  • Realized I did not know how Audition worked and watched an hour long tutorial.
  • Made song.
  • Sister puts something metal in the microwave on accident. Spend 15 minutes extinguishing the fire and calming her down.
  • It’s still not friday.
  • Log onto class. Get overwhelmed. Started 80’s Pop playlist to get me in the game.
  • Had a dance party with my cat and sister.
  • STill not friday.
  • 2 hours to get ALL my work in and done.
  • Cat digs a HOLE in the couch and can’t get out, spend 20 minutes extracting him.
  • Mom complains that I stay up late. Passive agressive argument. Dock 15 minutes.
  • I haven’t eaten in 12 hours. can’t microwave. Cook pasta. dock 15 minutes.
  • The book I have to read to start is missing. Location takes 10 minutes.
  • I now have an hour
  • Printer gets jammed. 10 minutes.
  • Step on paint tube. $10 and another 10 minutes in clean up because I have a CEMENT FLOOR.
  • Paralyzed in fear of the known inability on finishing. 10 minutes
  • Try to figure out which is the most important. Mental war 10 minutes.
  • Brain refused to function. 5 minutes.
  • Computer gets tired of waiting for me. I have to wait for it to wake up again. 5 minutes.
  • 10 minutes - here to for known as now.
  • Realized there was no way I could EVERY get anything done in that time.
  • Logged on to Tumblr. Found out Yahoo has bought Tumblr.
  • Decided to make a list of my day in frustration.
  • Still did not do school work.

SUMMARY

  1. Realized I need stronger ADHD meds and industrial strength duct tape so I wont leave my chair.
  2. Accomplished nothing my college cares about.
  3. I’m now below a 75 in each class.
  4. I saved a cat, saved and trained a dog, wrote a play, wrote and produced a song, became more graphically literate, effectively located down to a 10 mile radius the homes and business places of the casting directors of Supernatural, Doctor Who, New Girl, Broadway’s Newsies, The Lion King and Wicked - how much it would take to get there to audition and how quickly could I do it legally, showed appreciation for my childhood, tried to get a job, exercised eco-friendliness, bonded with family members, AND got dressed in a fabulous ball gown from when I was a state fucking finalist in a fucking beauty pageant. 
  5. It’s still not friday.
  6. I’m a proven 20 year old gorgeous genius with no money, no people skills and no fucks to give. This is what success stories are made of. Why am I still here. What has happend. Why have I not been hired by the CIA, Dreamworks, or some TV show so I can do things like this and be paid.
  7. I have a surprisingly accurate memory about my day.