yoshitoki kuninobu makes me cry
nobu appreciation squad

hi i'm laura i'm 19 and i have devoted my life to petting dogs

well ive got my registration/orientation at like 9am tomorrow so i should go to sleep now!! goodnight!!

  darkflow said:
★ ★

oh boy two i forgot im v uninteresting

  1. The longest book I ever read was 1Q84 by Haruki Murakami, running in at about 1,187 pages. v disappointed with the ending sigh
  2. I still have a large collection of stuffed animals, most of which are currently beside me on my bed ;u;


Whenever I lose a follower I always wonder what post they saw that made them go nope, fuck this guy.

For every “★” I get, I will post a fact about myself.

(Source: dylanmorgans)


Never forget 

between that and “boss was the hardest of the hard, and that made us hard”, this chapter made the english manga perfection

(Source: leanne-is-smelly)





today, i discovered battlestuck is actually a thing

im sorry

we’re all sorry

How the fuck didn’t you know it’s in the damn BR tag like all the fucking time

i have been living under a rock of screenshots of the same 3 scenes from the movie as far as i know

today, i discovered battlestuck is actually a thing



[inhales] [exhales] [looks out into the sunset] the sweet smell of not being in high school

[remembers that i have no idea what i want to do for my future] [continues to stare out into the sunset] shit

  Anonymous said:
What's the most illegal thing you ever did?


At Stanford there was this Professor who was a total bitch and she taught British Literature, which was cool. Except she taught only her opinions of the books and it didn’t help me as a writer. I went to school to learn new things to improve my craft, not have someone else’s opinions carved onto my forehead.

So anyway, for our final project, she asked us to write a ten page paper on why the color symbolism in Othello was so significant. I did some research and it turned out that she did her entire graduate thesis on this very subject. I was mad. This wasn’t teaching, this was boosting her ego. SO I wrote a ten page essay on why color symbolism in Othello wasn’t significant, satirizing it to the point of no return, saying that her opinion was an opinion and shouldn’t be taken seriously.

SHe failed me, needless to say. So in retaliation, I responded by baking a batch of brownies laced with weed and laxatives and delivered them myself to the professor hours before her big graduation speech. I told her that it was a peace offering, my way of apologizing and asking if I could do anything to fix my grade.

She refused to fix my grade.

In the end, she shit herself on stage.

I didn’t regret it.

i should probably sleep early because i have my registration/orientation tomorrow morning at like 9am but fuck it theres so much internet