Uhhh...
When people tell me “They’re just fictional characters”, I feel bad for that person because their imagination is so stunted that they can’t feel the life breathing from the characters that are alive in ways they cannot ever understand.

ratherdielaughing:

Yeah that’s my first reaction.

Then my second:

http://thatfunnyblog.tumblr.com/

blogut:

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blogut:

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textsfromxavieracademy:

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Can’t tell you how many times I’ve missed a call and thought like this…

textsfromxavieracademy:

Suggested by beccatdemon13

Can’t tell you how many times I’ve missed a call and thought like this…

I love when she smiles because of things I say or do~
Medical Advances are starting to really piss me off.

And it’s not just in the last ten years, or the last twenty years. I’m talking about the last 100-200 years of advances in medicine. According to the laws of natural selection, the strongest, those with the best resistance to disease, the healthiest of ANY species survives.

So what does the human race do? Create medicines to keep people from dying. Inventions to help those who can’t see well (or at all) or hear well live in our society.

I’m not saying I have anything against the blind, deaf, dumb, retarded, diseased or what have you.

No, my problem is with the medical ethics system.

See, if it weren’t for all of these advances in medical technology, the world wouldn’t be so over populated. If some states weren’t so fucking scared of having the wrong guy (which could be fixed by better police work) we could keep the prisons from being over populated. But no. We’re not allowing natural selection to just do it’s fucking job and kill off the weakest of us.

Diseases run rampant while pharmaceutical companies and the whole fucking rest of the medical industry profits. And no one seems to notice that this isn’t the way human beings were meant to live. We were made for working hard, for surviving in a world that isn’t friendly, a world that diseases us and gives us parasites, that kills off the weak and lets the strong thrive.

But of course, some fucking bleeding hearts somewhere down the line had to give the weaker ones a chance.

It’s not communication technology that’s ruining this society. It’s the lack of people who can work hard, who DO work hard, because of disease or what they think is a fucking birthright. 

If there ever comes a day when I’m a vegetable, or there’s no chance of me coming out of a coma, I want it noted in fucking triplicate that I want the plug pulled. I don’t want to be alive if I can’t work or fight or run or play. 

If ever a day comes where I’m too sick to work, with no chance of getting better, I’m dying. End of story, no argument. I’m dying. And I’ll go cursing every medicine made since penicillin. 

Must sleep, finishing room in the morning.

Wade/Logan on my dash and Lxndra (I still don’t know your name XD) making me cry. XD

Nighty-night~

I don’t know whether to be happy or angry. I just found a bathing suit I’ve been looking for all summer HANGING RIGHT IN FRONT OF MY FACE.

I have two 2-liter bottles of Mountain Dew in my room…

And I found two more in the fridge. Along with Tapioca pudding.