ubiquitous

My name is Adeline.
18 in Brisbane.
This blog helps me keep hold of my sanity...Sometimes.
One day i hope to live on the coast of Australia and work as a nurse in ICU or emergency. and i will own a german shepherd. and i will stop treating this as a dating site.
richardcreech:

MY FRIEND JUST WENT OUT FOR DINNER AND THIS MOTHERFUCKER TURNED UP AT THE WINDOW LIKE HE HAD A FRICKING RESERVATION
GOD DAMMIT AUSTRALIA

richardcreech:

MY FRIEND JUST WENT OUT FOR DINNER AND THIS MOTHERFUCKER TURNED UP AT THE WINDOW LIKE HE HAD A FRICKING RESERVATION

GOD DAMMIT AUSTRALIA

(via manda)

tittily:

my little cousin got bit by a house spider and she was crying so i went to get some stuff to soothe and numb it but before i could even walk out the door i heard her quietly whisper ‘i can’t handle the responsibility of being spiderman’

(via ya-gremlin)

i-dont-have-to-do-boo:

peabodysfedora:

detectivewho:

dblaksle:

guys remember when Lemony Snicket filled an entire page with evers? 

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I do.

Who cares about the page filled with evers? Lemony Snicket just made two whole pages black.

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He don’t give a shit.

And that time he repeated an entire passage about deja vu to give the reader deja vu

Yep

What a serious of unnecessary events

(Source: therealslimblakeslee, via tweenaqer)

maneth985:

harzilla:

fallen-angel-with-a-shotgun:

dajo42:

if you dont have me on facebook you are probably not missing out on any posts but the comment section is important too lmao

I went to the Renaissance faire dressed as a warrior.  I had a real sword with me, too.  I was standing (in character) next to a sword-fighting ring, where kids of all ages got the chance to pick up a sword and challenge the champion.  Some woman walks by, with her little girl.  The girl starts walking towards the ring, saying she wants to fight.  But the mom pulled her away hella sharply, and was like, “That’s for boys.”  You don’t want to be a BOY, do you?”    And the girl looked around and saw me.  I think she thought I was a boy; I had my hair in a ponytail, and was wearing a hood.  So she comes up to me and asks me, “Do you think girls can be fighters, too?”  And her mom looks like she’s silently gloating.  Like she thinks I’m going to say no.  So I take off my hood, untie my hair so that it flows freely, and kneel before her.  And I’m like, “Milady, anyone can be a fighter.”  I swear, the look on that mother’s face made my day.

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maneth985:

harzilla:

fallen-angel-with-a-shotgun:

dajo42:

if you dont have me on facebook you are probably not missing out on any posts but the comment section is important too lmao

I went to the Renaissance faire dressed as a warrior.  I had a real sword with me, too.  I was standing (in character) next to a sword-fighting ring, where kids of all ages got the chance to pick up a sword and challenge the champion.  Some woman walks by, with her little girl.  The girl starts walking towards the ring, saying she wants to fight.  But the mom pulled her away hella sharply, and was like, “That’s for boys.”  You don’t want to be a BOY, do you?”    And the girl looked around and saw me.  I think she thought I was a boy; I had my hair in a ponytail, and was wearing a hood.  So she comes up to me and asks me, “Do you think girls can be fighters, too?”  And her mom looks like she’s silently gloating.  Like she thinks I’m going to say no.  So I take off my hood, untie my hair so that it flows freely, and kneel before her.  And I’m like, “Milady, anyone can be a fighter.”  I swear, the look on that mother’s face made my day.

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(via a-heartbeat-rhapsody)

breezeh:

damn this picture it me like a fucking brick. she’s trying to hold onto a relationship that’s dead while the hole in her back, i’m guessing, would represent being “stabbed in the back”. damn.

breezeh:

damn this picture it me like a fucking brick. she’s trying to hold onto a relationship that’s dead while the hole in her back, i’m guessing, would represent being “stabbed in the back”. damn.

(Source: arcaneimages, via heart-l3ss)

So I had a major nervous breakdown at uni and somehow found my way to my work. Spent an hour and a half crying and now my boss thinks I’m suicidal. Im so overwhelmed all the time and I’ve had so little control of myself lately and I feel like I’m spiralling downwards no matter what I do. I just need a break from the world and everyone in it.