Tired in 3 different languages |
(and working on a fourth) A multi-fandom mess managed by an insomniac, coffee-addicted lunatic. Hi. |
1) they expensive bruh 2) none of us kno the dif btwn a fucking diamond and some fancy ass glass ur capitalist rock hierarchy has no control over us
3) mostly mined with slave labor
4) we get excited when our date buys us an appetizer, we don’t even comprehend people buying us rocks that would force us into debt for ten years
5) They aren’t actually that rare and the price is artificially inflated.
Pro tip from a former Jared’s salesperson: You want a sparkly white rock that will look like a diamond to the untrained eye and will literally cost the price of a nice dinner for two? Created white sapphire. They’re lab grown and cost *pennies* to make, so you can get a 1 or 2 carat white sapphire for like… $30-80 probably. You can get one as huge as you like, perfectly clear, perfectly flawless. And no one will ever be able to tell the difference except a professional appraiser. Also, sapphires are the second-hardest gemstone (right after diamonds) so they are very durable! Very unlikely that they’ll chip or crack. Get that bitch set in sterling silver and you are GOOD TO GO. Whole thing should cost you less than $200 unless you get a fancy band with a lot of extra stones. Of course, created sapphires come in every color of the rainbow, so if you want something more exciting than plain white, you TOTALLY CAN.
Created sapphires and silver: The poor Millennial’s engagement ring.
THANK YOU EX-JARED’S BASED GOD.
engagement rings: HACKED
Get a ring from an antique store. They’re usually less than $100, you know they hold up over time, no one else will have one like it, and it comes with the bonus of being haunted by the spirit of some old woman named Edith probably.
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the downside of following a bunch of people with impeccable taste who are all mutuals is that sometimes a Good Post will enter the ecosystem and you will have to scroll past it eight bajillion times for the next three days
(via lunar-wandering)
huge fan of reading and learning, but also an even bigger fan of sleeping and being unconscious.
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I will forever want justice for every female character who was demonized by fandom because their canon ties to a male character was deemed a threat to a popular slash pairing.
(via houseofneri)
Roommate went out of town once, asked me to look after her cat.
Night one she comes down meowing at me. I go check her food/water, they’re full. Litter box empty. Make sure my roommate’s door is still open and she’s not locked out of her room or something. I try to pet her and she dodges me, offer her treats and she won’t have it, try playing with her but she won’t play, try just ignoring her and she won’t stop following me around meowing at me.
So I call my roommate, concerned maybe she was sick or in pain and that’s why she was being so insistent despite having all her needs met.
Roommate goes: “OH! She wants you to go to bed. Go upstairs to my room and just sit in my bed with her for a few minutes. She should curl up and get comfortable. Once shes laid down she usually lets me go back to what I’m doing she just can’t seem to go to bed on her own”
Sure enough, I go sit on roommates bed and she just happily jumps up, curls up on the blanket, and purrs herself to sleep.
I like when cats try to give their humans healthy habits.
(via clairelutra)
“Wait if I sheath my sword will he not attac-DID THIS TWINK JUST SLAP ME?!”
I love finding out new things about Saint Robin Williams
#i think people forget sometimes that being a good ally #sometimes means guarding the closet door [via @anais-ninja-bitch]
BEING A GOOD ALLY SOMETIMES MEANS GUARDING THE CLOSET DOOR
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Some people name their child after themselves, and some people say they think of their pets as their children, but rarely do you see a pet owner name their pet after themself. “Hi, I’m Dave, and this is my dog, Dave” – you just don’t see that a lot.
Spinch is literally right here
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Kids these days fusing mushrooms to their shields, back in my day we just stuck a pumpkin on our sword and called it a weapon, no fancy sheikah goop required.