akanedee:

if you ever call me annoying, even if it’s just jokingly, the chances of me ever speaking to you again are slim to none because I’ll be so afraid that every little word or sound that comes out of my mouth will aggravate you and make you cringe and hate my existence

Found three of my old sketchbooks.

Younger me used to draw way more. She was awful at drawing, but drew way more. Methinks I should go back to drawing way more. Yeah.

Also, very tempted to scan/take pictures of some of the horribleness to show it… but it’s so terrible, I don’t want anyone to have to see it.

undeadsuits:

let’s add this as “thing #3045 that you can’t do in a 15 minute comedy show where everyone is boiled down to one character trait.”

(Source: normandys)

Hello and Welcome!

orangeislandstrpg:

Welcome to the tumblr home of the Orange Islands TRPG! A Pokémon community that’s been around since January of 2007.

You may not be familiar with the term “TRPG”, but worry not! All will be explained. TRPG simply stands for Text RPG and well, RPG stands for Role Playing Game; just in case you weren’t familiar. The Pokémon games you know and love are technically an RPG; a game where you take the role of the main characters and “live” through the story. So, at Orange Islands, we do the same… just with your own characters and your own writing. You’re free to write your own adventure on a journey through the regions you know and love or you can take an adventure through our own custom regions; Zeralis and Amaya! Those two regions are even home to some of our own custom Pokémon.

Are you ready to start your adventure? Are you ready to be the very best and explore regions unknown? Then Orange Islands may be just the place for you!

Orange Islands Home | Getting Started

Followers who like Pokémon and role-playing should check this place out!

Well, I give up.

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8bitbowtie:

I was so nervous talking to a man that I have admired for twelve years of my life. The man who let me know as a child that miserable things happen and that’s perfectly normal. The same man who helped me overcome my fear of reading after being screamed at by my teacher that I would never be able to read anything my grade level, only to have a college level reading skill by the end of sixth grade. My motivation to write and keep doing whatever I want because no matter who tries to bring me down, I know that I can overcome it just like I did those years ago.

I blushed and stuttered, barely getting out a ‘this may sound dorky, but thank you for everything you’ve done for me’. I hadn’t told him the tragedies that had gone on in my life in specifics. I thanked him for giving me a chance when so many adults did not and how I found it ironic that I still love a series about miserable children when I practically went through the same thing. And even though I’ve heard ‘I’m sorry’ so many times about every death, every terrible thing that has happened, I have never heard one so sincere.

Here I was beating myself up about failing to convey myself in front of this wonderful man. How I missed my chance. Putting my things away, I grabbed my book and peeked inside to see this. And I began to cry.

This is a man who I have never met before. A man I have only dreamt of meeting since I was very small. But yet in one small sentence he has managed to move me entirely. A sentence that has needed to be said for a long time now.

‘To Bridget, who has suffered enough.’

awkwardsituationist:

high tide and low tide in great britain. photographs by michael marten

comicsaans:

my school’s way of preventing rape

(Source: waveringwanderer)

Free Comics: Obtained

Main objective of the day: complete.

Later on the schedule: sleep, because I’ve yet to do so since yesterday.