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I sat at the campus gym for like, half an hour whittling its prestige down so I could take it over, then just as I did, some random red dude sniped it from under me. So I healed up and cleared him out of there with a sound beating, but before I could get anyone in the gym, his buddy stuck a pokemon in there. It took some careful timing, but I eventually managed to stick a random flareon in there (I have so many flareon, guys. It’s a problem. I just want a jolteon or vaporeon. Either one would do. Just not another flareon, please)
So naturally, the guy starts fighting the flareon to take it out, but this time, I was ready. As soon as he wiped out the flareon and the gym turned grey, I struck. I stuck another flareon with the same nickname and nearly the same cp in there.
Cue “WTF is this piece of shit glitchy game doing?” reaction from the guy. "I beat it, why is that thing still there?“ Meanwhile, I healed up my first flareon, so when he tried again, I just stuck it back in the gym. After a few times, the timing got really easy. He beats flareon, I stick the other in, heal while he’s fighting, rinse and repeat.
I was just gonna let it go after a few repetitions, but then his buddy said “Maybe it’s that girl over there doing it?” and he replied “No, can’t be, girls suck at Pokemon.”
Bitch, it is on.
I kept it up for half an hour until he ran out of healing items and had to storm away frustrated that he couldn’t seem to capture this “glitchy” gym.
You wanna be a gym sniping asshole? Fine, I’ve got better things to do. You want to be a sexist dudebro asshole? I will destroy you and everything you love.
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Anonymous asked: So you want a severly disabled person to live a painful life because It's INHUMANE to put them out of their misery before they could have been developed?! You sick twisted fuck. People like you should have been aborted.
So we are killing disabled people?
I just want to be clear. You’re saying that disabled people should be killed because of their disabilities. That they have less of a right to life than an able-bodied person. That they are less valuable than an able-bodied person.
Is that what you’re putting forth?
Because that’s ableism and eugenics.
This anon is EXTREMELY offensive to me. My mother was born with a severe disability that causes her chronic, extreme pain every day. And yet my mother loves life. She would rather live her life with ten times as much pain than be denied her life. Don’t you dare fucking say that she should have been “put out of her misery”. You’re saying my mother shouldn’t have been BORN because she was DISABLED. Fuck you. I don’t get pissed off much but the fact that you would rather my mother HAVE DIED than being given the chance at life is just sickening. YOU are the sick and twisted one. Why don’t you find people who live with a severe disability. Ask them. Ask several of them. All of the people that me and my mother have met through support groups are some of the brightest, happiest, and most optimistic people that I have EVER met. The fact that you say the should be “put out of their misery” is disgusting. That sounds like the start of a bad futuristic thriller where society abolishes all people who are “perfect”. Read The Giver. That’s what they do in that book. And it’s disgusting. You are so fucking lucky that my mother is not on Tumblr. How do you think she or other disabled people would feel if they read that they shouldn’t have been born? You sicken me.
I feel physically sick to my stomach when I read points of views such as that expressed in this anon’s question. The only thing that prevents me from falling into despair when confronted increasingly with this twisted ideology that life can be so easily and callously discarded is my faith in Jesus Christ.
silhouettevalentine, thank you for sharing your mother’s story. Her shining example is awesome and inspiring! ♥
Listen. To. Me. I was born with Spinal Muscular Atrophy. It’s a recessive genetic disorder, a form of Muscular Dystrophy that is a chronic and progressive disability. In simple terms, I lost my ability to walk at age 2. I could no longer stand at all by age 4. I lost the use of my upper arms at age 16. I cannot keep my own balance without the support of a backrest, and the rest of my muscles are getting weaker every day. Statistics point to the likelihood that, without any other diseases factored in the mix, I could die in my early to mid-40s. Let me tell you about the tremendous pain that I have been through—physically, mentally, and spiritually. I grew up hating the fact that I could not participate in the most basic human tasks. I have had to rely COMPLETELY on my parents and various caretakers through the years for things as simple as turning on my side in bed at night to opening every door for me. Talk about feeling trapped. Growing up, when my so-called “friends” wanted to get together at the beach, they wouldn’t bother inviting me because my wheelchair couldn’t handle sand. Talk about feeling excluded. Everywhere I go, I still catch GROWN ADULTS gawking at me like some kind of freak show. Heck, I cant even take a shower without shoveling out $5000 (no, you read those zeroes correctly) for a shower chair made of cheap nylon netting, a few bolts, and plastic PVC tubes. And if you think the troubles and injustices end there, you are sorely mistaken, friend. ADA laws? One word for you: loopholes. I can’t get into my local coffee shop because there’s a step on the threshold. Living on my own? That’ll be $625 per night for an in-home caretaker. Boyfriends? Never had one. Never even so much as had a guy express interest in me. Ok, ok. So what’s my point? Suffering? The things I just listed don’t even put a dent in what I’ve had to endure these 22 years of my life so far. Yeah. “Being disabled is hard” is like saying that toothpaste and orange juice are mildly tolerant flavors together. It’s a pretty nasty reality. And I’m sick of disabilities being romanticized. No. I’m. Not. Proud. To. Be. Disabled. BUT AT THE SAME TIME… (and listen closely..) …I wouldn’t trade my experiences for the world. My crapload of sufferings has made me who I am today. I have learned to take absolutely NOTHING for granted, especially people. See, despite it’s gigantic impact on my life, MY DISABILITY DOES NOT ULTIMATELY DEFINE ME. And shame on you, anon, for claiming that your decision to end a life like mine would have been better for me. I can honestly say that I have good days and bad days LIKE ANYONE ELSE. But I am freakin’ happy to be alive, and no one has the right to tell me that I’m wrong for feeling that way. Have you EVER known the joy of a person who has Downes Syndrome? Or that of a pair of conjoined twins? Often times, what we classify as “suffering” is actually a gateway to something so much more glorious. You can fly on a jet to the top of the mountain and enjoy the view for a few minutes. Or you can climb your way to the top, where the rewarding view will be so much sweeter because you will know that every scrape and bruise was worth it.
So pardon my small edit to Tennyson’s brilliant quote: “‘Tis better to have lived and suffered, than to never have lived at all.”
Enrico Reffo,Vergine Immacolata con san
Bonaventura e san Bernardino da Siena, santa Lucia, sant'Agnese e altri santi,
IX secolo.
Chiesa San Tommaso - TorinoThe Immaculate Conception with St. Francis of Assisi, St. Anthony of Padua, St. Bonaventure, Sn. Bernardine of Siena, St. Lucia, St. Agnes, St. Clare of Assisi and other saint.
Enrico Reffo –19th. century
Church of St. Thomas - Torino, Italy.
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The House panel investigating the sale of baby body parts released an interim report this morning.
https://energycommerce.house.gov/…/20160714Interim_Update.p…
To see the videos that expose the Abortion Industry that are key evidence items under this panel’s investigation see: - babybodyparts.com
We call on people to pray and fast to end the evils of abortion and planned parenthood.
- http://www.priestsforlife.org/novenas/novena.aspx?id=146.
Please tweet about this issue with the hashtag: #PPsellsbabyparts
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I remember being 10 and watchin this like….yeah she’s grown why tf her parents being so unreasonable.
meanwhile i’m about to graduate college and the other day at a camp i was doing they were calling for the adult volunteers for each group and I kept looking around for one until one of my kids was like dude that’s you
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I remember being 10 and watchin this like….yeah she’s grown why tf her parents being so unreasonable.
“Then God’s Temple In Heaven Was Opened And The Ark Of The Covenant Was Seen Within His Temple…And A Great Sign Appeared In Heaven, A Woman Clothed With The Sun, With The Moon Under Her Feet and On Her Head A Crown Of Twelve Stars.” - Rev 11:19, 12:1
Bernadette Conklin explains –Then on the feast of Corpus Christi in 2013 I received the inspiration that the base of the statue would be the Ark of the Covenant since Mary perfects the Old Testament ark,” she said, referring to Revelation 11:19, 12:1.
“She is leading the battle as the ark led the Israelites in the battle of Jericho. We need Our Lady now, more than ever in the battles we are fighting.”
More info here.
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