teachmehowtofeelagain
  • Eren: WHEN I WAS
  • Mikasa: oh no
  • Eren: A YOUNG BOY
  • Mikasa: here it comes
  • Eren: MY FATHER TOOK mE inTO tHE FOResT
  • Mikasa: eren please
  • Eren: TO inJecT mY ArM wiTH StuFF
  • HE SaiD sON WHEN YOU GROW UP WILL YOU BE
  • THE SAVIOR OF THE PEOPLE, AnD ALL OF HUMANITY
  • Mikasa: *drags eren away by hair*
  • Eren: *continues singing* HE SAID wiLL YOU DEFEAT tHEM, THE TITANS, AND ALL THE 15 meTERS, THE PLAnS thaT THEY HAVE MADE
teachmehowtofeelagain
  • Eren: WHEN I WAS
  • Mikasa: oh no
  • Eren: A YOUNG BOY
  • Mikasa: here it comes
  • Eren: MY FATHER TOOK mE inTO tHE FOResT
  • Mikasa: eren please
  • Eren: TO inJecT mY ArM wiTH StuFF
  • HE SaiD sON WHEN YOU GROW UP WILL YOU BE
  • THE SAVIOR OF THE PEOPLE, AnD ALL OF HUMANITY
  • Mikasa: *drags eren away by hair*
  • Eren: *continues singing* HE SAID wiLL YOU DEFEAT tHEM, THE TITANS, AND ALL THE 15 meTERS, THE PLAnS thaT THEY HAVE MADE
teachmehowtofeelagain
malkavianacts:

smilelikelightning:

yourscientistfriend:

textiles:

I may have taught this spider to knit. I was finishing the last 20 rows at the park, when this little spider wandered over to me, It climbed up my knitting bag, and walked all up and down the piece, then climbed onto my hand and watched me for a couple rows. After the second row it started waving it’s front four legs as if to get my attention. Once I was looking at it, it started pulling silk from its spinneret, and fiddling with it. I don’t know if it was knitting or purling as it was quite small scale, but every few seconds it would stop and look up at me to see if I was still watching. After a little bit I moved it to one of the vines overhanging the archway I was sitting in, and it went about its business.This wasn’t the only unusual thing that happened at the park today, but it was the most unusual.

Maybe it thought you were a spider

I’m gonna level with you that’s the fucking cutest shit I have ever fucking heard of okay I want a little spider that knits not sits menacingly above my bed at night threatening to fall into my mouth.

I fucking terrified if spiders but that little shit just melted my heart


I want that spider to do my work.

malkavianacts:

smilelikelightning:

yourscientistfriend:

textiles:

I may have taught this spider to knit. 
I was finishing the last 20 rows at the park, when this little spider wandered over to me, It climbed up my knitting bag, and walked all up and down the piece, then climbed onto my hand and watched me for a couple rows. 
After the second row it started waving it’s front four legs as if to get my attention. Once I was looking at it, it started pulling silk from its spinneret, and fiddling with it. I don’t know if it was knitting or purling as it was quite small scale, but every few seconds it would stop and look up at me to see if I was still watching. After a little bit I moved it to one of the vines overhanging the archway I was sitting in, and it went about its business.
This wasn’t the only unusual thing that happened at the park today, but it was the most unusual.

Maybe it thought you were a spider

I’m gonna level with you that’s the fucking cutest shit I have ever fucking heard of okay I want a little spider that knits not sits menacingly above my bed at night threatening to fall into my mouth.

I fucking terrified if spiders but that little shit just melted my heart

I want that spider to do my work.

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epileptic-cat:

buttrelated-url:

 I will wear what I want.

 I will get tattoos if I want.

 I will wear makeup if I want.

 I will dye my hair if I want.

 I will pierce whatever I want.

 I will shave what I want.

 I will lose weight if I want.

 I will gain weight if I want.

 I will have sex if I want.

 Stop telling me what to do with my body because I’m a girl. 

THIS

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la-hire-ships-it:

notyouraveragepornblog:

blasianxbri:

mamamorgantayl0r:

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This is beautiful. And on the topic of sleepovers and kids getting stuck in uncomfortable situations: My mom and I had a code, ever since my first sleepover. I would always call home to say goodnight, and if I asked “How is the cat doing?”, it meant that I wasn’t comfortable and I wanted her to pick me up. I did use this code a few times, and whenever I did, my mom came up with the excuses for me. I was never stuck at a sleepover I didn’t want to be at - and as a child with anxiety and social phobia, this was a great system.

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