Rachael Stephen's Blog, page 14
May 4, 2015
skindeeptales:
Dr. Woo (Brian Woo)LAvia boredpanda
May 3, 2015
musicalhell:
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furylordofderp:
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My favourite canonical Greek myth is that one where Zeus gets an iPhone.
Oh sweet lord I just laughed way too hard.
THE BEST ONES I’VE SEEN
I´M CRYING X´D
Zeus: the original dudebro.
April 30, 2015
mediamattersforamerica:
You need to watch this full...
April 29, 2015
acharyapahndeepah:
The Barista: A Stepping-Stone or...

The Barista: A Stepping-Stone or a Destination?
Never in my years working as a barista did I understand how intricate and elaborate the specialty coffee industry actually is, and how many opportunities there are to excel and move forward.
batman: this city is corrupt to its core, and only by beating up the poor and the mentally ill and throwing them into the cogs of the prison industrial system will i be able to protect it
April 27, 2015
I want my house to be so organised it makes people physically afraid of me.
I want my house to be so organised it makes people physically afraid of me.
April 24, 2015
"I came to learn that women have never had a history or culture of leisure. (Unless you were a nun,..."
- Brigid Schulte: Why time is a feminist issue (via librarianbyday)
April 22, 2015
thorin-and-twerkteam:emotional abuse is when someone does something to hurt you, and when you...
emotional abuse is when someone does something to hurt you, and when you express your feelings, that you’re upset, they turn it around to be something you did to hurt them and they force you to apologize for it, and your feelings, like always, are rendered invalid and silenced, forever damaging the ability to trust others with your feelings because they always are used against you.
April 21, 2015
Me: I buttered a pop tart
Ross: You took my advice?!?
Mass Effect gothic
The Keepers have always been here. They will always be here. Please do not disturb the Keepers.
Your gun keeps changing. You aren’t trained in assault rifles, but you’re carrying one anyway. You didn’t bring a Predator, but it’s suddenly in your hands, aimed at someone’s head. Blink. You’re carrying your own weapons again.You stand outside on the moon, victorious in killing an AI trying for its freedom. Listen closely in the silence of space, you hear the rachni song. You’ve read the reports: the rachni have never been to the Sol system.Conrad Verner accuses you of waving a gun in his face. You remember giving him an autograph. But you died, somewhere between the autograph and the accusation.You were told there were only two Ardat-Yakshi. You kill four banshees before you leave the monastery.You’ve been in this building before, on a different colony, a different planet, a different system. But you still cannot find the door to return outside.There is a man in the markets. He has been trying for three years to return a toaster oven. He has tried every store on the Citadel. He has no memory of buying the toaster oven. He doesn’t even have a receipt.Have you always been waiting for this elevator?


















