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Sometimes I wonder what would happen if I suddenly remembered all the stuff my brain is protecting me from. Maybe I’ll be better or maybe I’ll be worse, but it’s like that dead cat in a box and I think I’ll just leave the box closed for now

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Bro sometimes I wish Anxiety was as romantic and tragically beautiful as some people like to portray it as this is just getting so embarrassing for me

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Hey, school's hard

I want to help

CHEMISTRY

- THIS - website will balance your chemistry equations and tell you what reaction type occurred - GREAT for homework!

ALGEBRA

- THIS - website will solve your algebra problems and will explain how it got the answer - it’s really good if you’re stuck on a type of problem and don’t know how to solve it!

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glass animals music videos

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I noticed the audio for the video “[AMV] Jon Arbuckle - You’re Gonna Go Far Kid” was taken out so I edited it back in

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Are fedoras really that bad?

YES YES THEY ARE

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♩~ 

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you know what??? i can’t stop thinking about Lance being in an late 90s/ early 00s teen movie.

*sees Lance literally chained to a tree, and Nyma leaving him and stealing his convertible. He’s outside a house and there is a huge party going on inside*

*freeze frame and record scratch* Hi, my name is Lance McClain. You’re probably wondering how I got into this mess. *cuts to black* Ha, it’s a long story.

*Teenage Dirtbag by Wheatus starts to play* *fades to scene* *He’s outside school and walking through the hallways* To start off, I’m a Junior at Garrison High. I’m actually one of the most popular guys there *Some bully yells out “GET LOST, NERD!” and throws a water bottle at his head* All the ladies love me. *winks at Allura* “Hellooooooo” *she and her friends give him the stinkeye* Okay, that might be a lie but hey, at least my friends are pretty cool *he enters the cafeteria, and he is very clearly part of the ‘loser’ group in the movie. He sits down with Hunk and Pidge, who are messing around with robotics on their lunch table* Okay, maybe not cool to you, but they’re pretty cool to me. *the music fades into the hustle and bustle of the cafeteria and the narration ends*

*he waves to them and sits at the table* *Pidge is working on her laptop, typing away code and Hunk is working on the actual robot*

Lance: Hey guys! Ugh, meatloaf day again

Hunk: Lance, I thought you liked meatloaf?

Lance: Not the school’s meatloaf. I swear, that thing is only a day away from becoming radioactive waste.

*they all laugh*

Lance: hey, club signups start this week right?

Pidge: mhm. I mean, me and Hunk already have our hands full with the robotics club, but that isn’t really your deal, is it?

Hunk: Yeah dude, what club are you going to sign up for?

Lance: Uh… well…

Pidge: Lance.

Lance: What?

Pidge: Lance, please don’t tell me you’re thinking of joining the Fighter Pilots

Lance: I mea-

Pidge: *stops typing and looks up from her laptop* Lance.

Lance: I mean, maybe? I- uh… that club is all about action an-

Hunk: Lance, as a friend and fellow lab partner, that’s crazy.

Lance: Crazy? What the he-

Pidge and Hunk: DUDE.

Hunk: Listen, that club is NOT safe.

Pidge: Yeah, I heard that the club president got his arm amputated in freshman year because of one of their “stunts”

Lance: Pidge, don’t be a hypocrite. Your brother is in that club, man. And he’s perfectly fine.

Pidge: Just cause my brother is part of that club doesn’t mean it makes anything they do okay, Lance. *closes her laptop* Besides, I’m pretty sure there’s some sorta “cool factor” you gotta meet to get in.

Lance: I meet the cool factor.

Pidge and Hunk: *exchange glances* … right…

Lance: Listen the club isn’t even THAT cool anyway. I can get in. No problem.

*the doors of the cafeteria open up abruptly* *punk rock music starts playing* *there is a slow motion entrance of the Fighter Pilots, who wear super sick printed bomber jackets with their club logo on the back of them* *three students lead the group into the cafeteria.*

*Lance’s narrations start up again* The Fighter Pilots. *the camera zooms in on one of them* That’s the club president Shiro, a senior who is insanely popular and one of the best students at Garrison High.

*camera moves over to the next student* That’s Matt, Pidge’s brother. In addition to being co-president of the Fighter Pilots, he’s also co-class president of the seniors. I don’t think I’ve ever seen him with any free time on his hands.

*zooms over to the third student* And that guy with the awful hair is Keith, a junior who is-oh-so-luckily in ALL OF MY DAMNED CLASSES. He’s a so-called “prodigy” of The Fighter Pilots. Who knows why?! Maybe it’s because he’s a track star. Maybe it’s because all the ladies fawn over him, but he doesn’t date anyone. Probably to maintain his fake as fuck “cool”, “mysterious” facade. What a joke. *Lance turns back to Hunk and Pidge*

Lance: Pfft. If Keith can join The Fighter Pilots then so can I.

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Can I book them? Are they going on tour?

Time to get festive ;))

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her hair and lips change to the color of your blog

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“I loved you, always.”

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Support Tumblr Artists!

Likes are nice

Reblogs help a lot to get a bigger audience

Compliments in the tags are super sweet

Follows are hella rad

Ask responses to drawing challenges/memes are always appreciated

Shout Outs are super helpful

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Most people don’t like my art, that’s okay. If anyone somehow sees this. It’s okay if no one notices, it’s okay if your art isn’t as good as others. I know mine isn’t.

shout-out to the artists who aren’t so great

shout-out to the 11 and 12 year olds who are just starting out and are brave enough to post their art

shout-out to the artists who have been practicing their whole lives and still aren’t “good”

shout-out to the artists who post a piece they are proud of only to have it get 5 or 6 notes

shout-out to the artists who don’t dedicate their lives to art/draw for the fun of it

shout-out to the artists who don’t get support from friends or family because they aren’t talented enough

shout-out to the artists who feel excluded from the fandom because they can’t draw as well as other fanartists

shout-out to the artists who taught themselves how to draw and/or can’t afford professional lessons

shout-out to the artists who can only draw one thing and draw it over and over

you work hard on your art and i think that’s beautiful. you can do it, please don’t quit because people don’t appreciate your hard work. 

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Wise words. Sometimes, people have to do things for themselves first and foremost.

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