okay just stay with me for a second and think about kids whose parents drop them off at conventions or even chaperone them at conventions.
I hear kids now a’days say stuff like “I hope my mom doesn’t see anything weird while she’s dropping me off,” and I find out they define weird as a bearded man in a seifuku or a Jojo cosplayer.
In 2007 you had to pray to god your dad didn’t pull up the the convention center to see Sasuke Uchiha bent over, both hands on the ground, ass in the sky, bracing himself as a Kingdom Hearts character raises a yaoi paddle behind their damn head, readying the swing.
like I am by NO means saying conventions aren’t still wildly surreal reaches deep into a very humid corner of hell
but we’ve definitely managed to claw our way from the inner-circle to maybe, like, the third level.I was 16 when I went to my first con, back in 2007; old enough to go alone, but still needed a drop off from dad. I was definitely a bit embarrassed by the spectacle, and I asked dad later how he felt about it. I was ASTONISHED when he said he was COMFORTED seeing all that weird shit. he said he was a bit worried leaving me & my 14 year old sister at a big con all by ourselves, but when he saw that, he knew this was, in his words, an even full of people like me.
In Search of Rainbows by Anna Carey
“Los Angeles based, Australian artist Anna Carey presents her latest body of photographs documenting miniature fictional architectural spaces…”
Listen…..doc….i want you to look me in the face, look at the bags under my eyes. Now tell me you don’t already know that i haven’t gotten a healthy amount of sleep once in the past 6 years
I just wanna be the girl of someone’s dreams ya know
They make pocketless pants for women just so they can sell more purses.
don’t look at me as if i mean the world to you if you aren’t even willing to give it up for me.
(via uhnsaids)
let’s play a game called watch how distant I get
pvrx:
heres the realest shit ever: literally no one is going to pressure you to do drugs in high school
literally no one
an encounter i had in 10th grade in a bathroom
person: hey we’re about to smoke some pot do you want some?
me: nah i got a test in like 20 minutes i just have to pee
person: alright good luck
actual highschool party I’ve been to
person: I brought beer!
people: aaaaaaa yyyyeeeaaahhh
person: want some?!?!
Me: no I don’t drink
person: GOOD MORE FOR US HERE’S SOME SODA
On the bus:
Dude: Do you want a cigarette?
Me: Dude I’m asthmatic. I’d die.
Dude: Okay, cool, cool.6th period math:
friend: hey, you want a weed brownie?
me: nah I’m good.
friend: cool.
Lunch
Some girl: You guys wanna smoke weed in the stairwell??
Us: not really
Girl: Okay friends, if you want any later my name’s Zoey, i always sit here
Guy: do you want a cigarette?
Me: I don’t smoke
Guy: good, don’t start
(that happened on multiple occasions with different people)
Seriously I was pressured into reading the Twilight books 1000x more than any drugs or alcohol
The last one
You are never coming back
Officially it is true
We know how much it lacks
For I am leaving too
We seek for much more
Places that can teach
Two archers fighting a war
Saying it wasn’t in our reach
This place will soon be gone
As it already is to you
A new dawn in our lives
You have already seen the view
On our search for something more
We remember love we had before
Prices Of Passion (via reminiscent-adolescents)
forest spirits
This is so peaceful and tranquil looking
