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WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS SHIT
(removed links bc who seriously wants to click this virus shit)
uh juli are you dead or something
I AM A MEAT POPSICLE.
1.) Washington D.C. Wanna drool all over the Declaration of Independence and start an affair with an elected head of state.
2.) Amsterdam. I have to see the Van Gogh museum before I die. I HAVE TO. I will go and cry like a big dumb baby.
3.) Baghdad. Um, home of some of the oldest and greatest artifacts in of all human history? Sign me the fuck up.Though maybe not right this minute
4.) Cario. See above.
5.) Rio de Janiero. It’s dangerous, it’s romantic, it has a fabulous history and culture. Also I want to do paintings of the birds because idk I’m weird.
30 Day Challenge: Day 4
“The meaning behind your Tumblr name.”
I’ve given the short version before (“I used to compulsively put sticky note reminders on my mirrors”) though the whole story is a little more depressing and tl;dr.
Before we knew I was bipolar, I was diagnosed as depressed and put on Wellbutrin. One thing about antidepressants is that they often cause extremely adverse reactions in people with bipolar disorder. In my case, Wellbutrin made me suicidal.
I knew the urges were abnormal but it took me a while to figure out why I was suddenly having them for the first time ever. In the mean time I began writing notes reminding me to not hurt myself. They went on my mirrors because I’d inevitably end up seeing them while preparing for work, when the compulsion was usually strongest.
Then we finally figured it out, I started lithium, the feelings went away and life became lovely. I could change the name but don’t see the point. It’s over now. I suppose I could just say I just really liked that one scene from the beginning of The Matrix.
Wow, that was a downer. Sorry.
I got, unable to spell apple…
Overexposure to fandoms.
Both Jess and I got Tumblr. Kind of ironic.
Sex. I regret nothing.
Not taking a bath. Goddamnit shut up tumblr you don’t know me
Chicken nuggets. I knew it.
Somehow, I’m unsurprised.
What? How is it possible that our parents lied to us?
Let’s see: Santa, the Tooth Fairy, the Easter Bunny, um, God.
“You’re the prettiest kid in school. This won’t hurt a bit. Your face will freeze like that…”
Everything will be all right.
Runaways v1 #2
Oh, Alex :(
Megan, from the cover of 100 Bullets #97. By Dave Johnson.
Megan could arguably give Dizzy a run for her money in terms of who’s the biggest BAMF. They could hardly be more different, but the big thing about Megan’s character is that she’s really hard to like (or maybe just really easy to hate).
In terms of comic characters I most loved reading but would fucking love to punch, she ranks high.
100 Bullets #1
This blog — no, the world — needs more 100 Bullets.
And Graves and Dizzy.