Spicer Said This Shit During Passover. Like Don’t Believe For A Second He Made An Innocent Mistake,

So You Want To Make a Character..

I’ve got a few generators you can use.

Need some clothes?

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Non-Humanoid? Got that too and this and maybe this Need Monsterpeople?  I’ve got you. Maybe you need Cats?

Need some details and shit like that?

Bam

Backgrounds and stuff? yep Personality. you need that shit Need something fandom related? World-building? location? got ya City generator hell yeah make your own god damn laws Oh shit someone died Landscape. CHAR DEVELOP QUESTION GEN Profile Thingy Have some dates Quirks

You thought I was done? Nope. Motha. Fuckin. Names.

So many fuckin names

MOTHERLOAD OF NAMES

Plant Names

Magic Book title

Just search ur ass up some names man

Items. Yeah. You heard me.

Medicine? got it

Items out the ass more items wow

Other shit.

Wow

Yep Plots More writing stuff This site has everything so fucking go for it Need AUs? How the shit did these two meet? Fanfic plots. you bet your ass. (tag me in the shit u write i wanna see what you get) What does it do thing (you come up with a better name for this one. fuckin fight me.

You bet your ass I will continue to update this. If you’ve got something I should add to this hmu. Now, go forth! Make characters and live yo life. UPDATE: Added more shit everywhere.

Dear "But Hillary would be the first female president" people

You know what Bernie Sanders would be? The first Jewish President. And alongside that (though it goes without saying) the first non-Christian President.

In a country dominated by Christians, run on their values, and where ‘because the bible says so’ is considered a valid political argument, that’s just as important (if not moreso) as a female president. And while its not ever been as prevalent as racism or mysoginy, antisemitism has played a role in American history (and Western history in general), so this would also be a way to push away from that.

Just thought I’d point this out, since no one seems to be talking about it.

What if this had been reverse? What if the girl dumped him and then he smashed all of her CDS or her cellphone and laptop? How would society react? By calling him abusive and controlling.

See, female on male abuse is seen as funny or comical. you see those commercials with the wife throwing the boyfriends stuff out the window. IF the genders were reversed, everyone would see it and call it out for what it really is…abuse.

Abuse is not funny in any way shape or form.

This is why we don’t need feminism.

FRIENDS WHO TAKE ANTIDEPRESSANTS:

Just so you guys know, mucinex interacts INCREDIBLY poorly with most antidepressants, especially Zoloft. It not only almost completely negates the effects of your antidepressant, it also has terrible effects on your body. (Frank wouldn’t even let me read all of them because he thought it would just scare me more, but he said do not take them together again)

I found a website where you can check for possible interactions with any medicine:

http://www.rxlist.com/drug-interaction-checker.htm

Sudafed seems to have fewer negative interactions with physiatrics, but it’s still a good idea to check. 

Be safe this cold/flu season, my friends. 

finally watched star vs, so i had to draw my darling daughter

Do not fall in love with me. If you do, you’ll end up at all the Renaissance fairs. I’ll wear Medieval dresses and quote every line from Hamlet because I can and embarrass you until you start checking your watch every three minutes. You will end up in every hole-in-the-wall book store, choking on dust in the poetry section. I will get us stranded in the rain and in the middle of nowhere, and refuse to let you look at your maps until the sun goes down and we’ve wandered long enough under the stars. You will have to suffer my dreams, and my delusions. I’ll stand on chairs so I’m tall enough to slay dragons. I’ll hide away in my room a lot, researching the history of castles and how much it would cost us to wake up one morning and fly straightaway to Iceland. When I’m writing, you might not see me for days. My sleeping hours will never be consistent. You’ll figure out that I don’t believe it is possible to love things too much. When something interests me, I will talk your ear off about it until you start counting sheep in your head. I will run down my hallways in my socks and play movie soundtracks at maximum volume. I will lie awake for hours curled under your arm and I will make you stay up all night with me when the sky is clear and there are hot chocolate packets in the cupboards. I will laugh at almost everything because yes, the world is terrible, but it is also beautiful and incomprehensible and very, very funny. I will create things and I will destroy things. I will eat breakfast on the floor in my sweat pants and tie my hair up without brushing it. One day I’ll cut it all off. One day I’ll get a tattoo. I’ll make myself look ridiculous, sometimes. And I will say the wrong things, frequently. I’ll play devil’s advocate a lot and I’ll bother the universe with questions because there are things I just have to know. Some days I’ll seem to have my entire life figured out and then, just when you think I’m alright, I’ll spend an entire day eating ice cream and sobbing over nothing, and everything. Sometimes I’ll be selfish and sometimes I’ll be aloof and sometimes I’ll be restless, and sometimes I’ll pretend to be apathetic about the things that hurt me. Sometimes I’ll run from the things I’m most afraid of. And so sometimes I’ll plan thousands of adventures for us to go on and then forget about every single one the moment your hand catches mine. I’ll forget your birthday. I will. I’m sorry. I’ll forget your birthday and I’ll forget our anniversary every single year and I’ll forget the name of your mother’s sister who always sends us gifts but I will never forget the story you tell me about the first blonde-haired blue-eyed girl who broke your heart and I will never forget what makes you smile. Do not fall in love with me. If you do, I will be an aurora borealis that is only beautiful now and again if you trudge through hours of storm and snow to get to me. But if you get there, I promise you I promise you I promise you I promise you: it will be so worth it.

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Cute tiny owl with mushrooms by  Tanja Brandt

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