金剛寺・神誓 XenonMazi turned 4 today!
So yea… without realizing my blog turned 4. Lol #happybirthday
my thoughts, verbatim, every time I watch this movie
If you scrolled past this, go back up and read it. It contains lols.
this right here is the best thing ok.
I’ve been looking for this gif set for a while now!! Lmfao yup, I need to cry. Cry from dying laughing, that is.
“We’ve never had a female President in this country, which I find stunning” - Hari Kondabolu
Finally, there is a gif set of this.
THis is the cutest thing I have ever seen
Reblogging again bc halloween and cute
The season is right around the corner!!
I had posted on facebook earlier about this dream I had this morning:
Okay so… It’s taking a lot of me to post about the dream I had this morning. Bear with me: I dreamed that I was back in time; the past. I didn’t know EXACTLY what decade it was until I fully “came to" in my dream. All I remember was realizing I was in a grocery store. When I saw "her", It dawned on me, exactly what time period it was. (Keep in mind, everything that happened in my dream was ACCORDING to my dream. Real events obviously did not transpire as such) I saw a beautiful, tall, slender, blonde woman with a beautiful baby sky blue blazer and a sunshine or chick yellow blouse underneath. She had a lot of hair, but very short, the most amazing hazel blue eyes I’d ever gaze into. She was wearing a skirt, a tan-ish skirt that went down to under her knee. Her shoes were a light brown (I believe. I didn’t pay as much attention to her entire outfit when I realized exactly who I was looking at). She was regal, even in her gait; one of the world’s most humblest and generous persons of all times…
Like I mentioned before, I just “woke up" within my dream, realizing I was in a grocery store. I knew I was in the past, but I didn’t know what year. It honestly seemed like it was in the 80s. I even thought to myself that when this particular event happened, I was but a small child, playing in my backyard. I didn’t know when [in time] it was exactly, until I saw "her”. Then, I just snapped. The women I described (according to my dream), she had been abducted and then murdered in cold blood. I “woke up" to JUST moments before “her" eventual abduction. According to the news releases (which were in the future where I was from), she was in the store and was taken from the parking lot, as she was getting in her car to leave.
Getting back to the dream, I was walking just a few paces behind her, and I realized someone from my time period was with me. It was like as soon as I saw “her”, I saw “him" (I have no idea who he really was), and then I realized, this was a mission. A mission to save her life. We had gone back in time to save her life. All that dawned on me when I just saw “her" face. Because of my shock of seeing someone who I knew to be dead, was still alive, I bumped carts with "her”. She smiled, and said something I don’t really remember anymore, but as she was saying it we were walking out the automatic doors and behind her was the sun, shining with ALL it’s yellow warmth and radiance on a perfect, sunny, summer day. As if I needed anymore reason to be shocked, I was indeed MESMERIZED by this sheer image. I followed “her" like a lost puppy fellows a kind stranger, to her car. The guy who was with me walked around "her" car, to a distance. He was doing his job correctly, as he was merely observing everything. I offered "her" to help her with loading things in her car. "She" declined, and said I didn’t owe her anything, "she" was humbled by my admiration for her. I was standing by the front passenger door and she was loading things in her trunk, when all of a sudden, a deranged mad man, came at us with a dagger! He threatened her, put his arm around her neck and put the dagger to her side, and ordered her to go with him. The man was small! One of those short, unkempt men who’s angry at life for being completely shunned and alone. Those kind of men who are balding, dirty and single because women aren’t interested in them because they don’t care for themselves. The kind of men who’d lose his virginity to a prostitute because no other woman would touch him. When this man came from behind "her”, both my partner and I sprung to action. My partner came around from the side where he had walked to and I risked “her" by coming at the man from the front and my partner punched the man in the side, and I grabbed the guy’s wrist and twisted it. He dropped the dagger and let "her" go. "She" screamed and I shouted, "we came here to protect you, run as fast as you can, you must be safe!!" With that, "she" ran away, and my partner and I subdued the crazy guy. Within my dream, I never saw her again, but immediately, I felt the time stream alter, even though I hadn’t gone back yet. After we arrested the guy, everything just blacked out so what happened, I’m not sure.
Now, in reality, this woman was not abducted in the 80s. Nor was she grocery shopping. The year was 1997. “She" was leaving Hotel Ritz with her boyfriend, body guard and driver through the back door to avoid paparazzi. "Her" driver appeared to have been intoxicated at the time, with alcohol and prescribed medications. The driver lost control as he was entering an underpass at excessive speeds. He crashed head on into a support beam of the underpass. None of the passengers were wearing seat belts. Had "she" worn hers, "she" would have survived.
Do you know who I’m talking about?
Robots!! *beep beep*
This picture defines how I use the internet.
That about sums it up.