my chemical universe

hellbabyfromhell:

hellbabyfromhell:

hellbabyfromhell:

hellbabyfromhell:

hellbabyfromhell:

hellbabyfromhell:

hellbabyfromhell:

ive been watching so much house i wrote myself a house scene about myself in my mind immediately upon waking up

taub: “Patient is a 24 year old girl who wakes up with a tummy ache—“


house: “Theres a *planned parenthood* up the street of she’s trying to handle that. Or I’m sure we have a, clothes hanger around.”


(every doctor rolls their eyes)


13: “You have no conclusive evidence for this.” (her beautiful blue eyes look at house) Patient also literally Just woke up. Why not give her 1 cc of baltco tap water?”


house: (throwing a bouncy ball then stands up abruptly) “Fine. Administer small sips of water from a really old water bottle, then the presumed virgin run a pee test. That way we’ll know if she’s got a Tumblrite 2 in her, or something worse. “(he walks away leaving the team. he is thinking about if wilsons tummy is ok.)


—Later—


foreman: “remy, your huntingtons” (looking lustfully)


13: “Im bisexual”

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—meanwhile—


taub and kutner are looking at the mri machine.


taub: “what kind of girl drinks water out of an old water bottle like that and doesnt even have a brita filter for her tap water.”


kutner: “a girl from tumblr. But you’d probably like those maybe. They arent so bad.”


taub: (rolls his eyes still looking at the screen) “why would i want to talk to some underhydrated girls who stay online all day?”


kutner: (looks at him) “why did you have an affair with a woman you met at olive garden? i guess we all date in different circles.”


(they make eye contact)


me: (from the mri) “hey
 oohh
 my stomach
”


taub: (still pondering the words said to him and speaks into the microphone) “well stay calm its almost over.”


(i start thrashing and screaming and machines make sounds)


kutner: (looks at the screen) “looks like house was wrong about that pregnancy.”


(the screen is flashing SHE HAS IBS over and over)

—later—

(house and wilson are having a bet to see who will kiss their homie good night first internally. externally wilson is buying house’s lunch.)

wilson: “ANOTHER bagel house? Dont see how you can be eating so many bagels when youre crunching up all those vicodin pills! Im divorced”

house: “Actually, Wilson, i am taking the drugs sublingually. if you had any hoes you would read erowid and understand nobody crunches—“ (he pauses and looks off into the distance)

wilson: “you sly old dog. You’ve figured it out again havent you.” (he cant even finish his sentence before house gets off of his lap, leaving their cuddle and knocking their blanket on the ground in a really inconvenient way on his way)

house: ( pulls back the curtains in my hospital room) “Crunching.”

me (so sick) : “?? who are you”

house: “im god you stupid stupid stupid idiot. anyway, do you crunch and munch on a lot of sour candies in the middle of the night?”

me: (shocked because i dont know how he knows this)

house: “youve been eating little sour candies in the night, and its making your stomach sick.” (theyre zooming through my CGI guts like magic schoolbus to demonstrate this scientifically) “stick to the tap water. youll live.”

(he walks out of the room and the shittiest song anyone has ever heard plays)

⚠SPOILER AHEAD⚠

do not read this if you havent seen season 5 of House MD which finished airing may 11 2009


(as house walks out, he turns slightly to notice i have died. in my hand is a cup that was full of tap water)

??: guess she wasnt cut out for new jersy water. 😏

house: (gasps) amber


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staceythinx:

The Bug Carousel at the Bronx Zoo has all your favorite insects: a long-legged praying mantis, a bright green grasshopper, ladybugs, caterpillars, and even a dung beetle. (Photos by Jean Bennett)

@saltiestseasailor let’s go!!

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thebugidiot:

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the other day i found this molting dog day cicada (Neotibicen canicularis) on my way to the train and i couldn’t help myself so i took her with me! it was absolutely magical watching her finish molting :) i actually almost cried as i put her on a tree in my yard bc i knew i’d probably never see her again. cicadas are so special and like other insects the molting process is so cool to me. this is the best cicada season ever. these insects bring me so much joy :)

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Saw an angel on the side of the road today

sciencefictiongallery:
“Rick Sternbach
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sciencefictiongallery:

Rick Sternbach

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manywinged:

i know that it has some bad implications but when evil mirror versions of characters are hotter and sluttier than their original counterparts to show that they have no morals and are not to be trusted it’s always kind of funny to me. like. what would you even do if you met your alternate self and they obviously get more pussy than you. how are you supposed to act about that.

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kentsarrow:
“worldhistoryfacts:
“500 year old letter from a pregnant widow to her late husband: To Won’s Father June 1, 1586 You always said, “Dear, let’s live together until our hair turns gray and die on the same day.” How could you pass away...

kentsarrow:

worldhistoryfacts:

500 year old letter from a pregnant widow to her late husband: To Won’s Father June 1, 1586 You always said, “Dear, let’s live together until our hair turns gray and die on the same day.” How could you pass away without me? Who should I and our little boy listen to and how should we live? How could you go ahead of me? How did you bring your heart to me and how did I bring my heart to you? Whenever we lay down together you always told me, “Dear, do other people cherish and love each other like we do? Are they really like us?” How could you leave all that behind and go ahead of me? I just cannot live without you. I just want to go to you. Please take me to where you are. My feelings toward you I cannot forget in this world and my sorrow knows no limit. Where would I put my heart in now and how can I live with the child missing you? Please look at this letter and tell me in detail in my dreams. Because I want to listen to your saying in detail in my dreams I write this letter and put it in. Look closely and talk to me. When I give birth to the child in me, who should it call father? Can anyone fathom how I feel? There is no tragedy like this under the sky. You are just in another place, and not in such a deep grief as I am. There is no limit and end to my sorrows that I write roughly. Please look closely at this letter and come to me in my dreams and show yourself in detail and tell me. I believe I can see you in my dreams. Come to me secretly and show yourself. There is no limit to what I want to say and I stop here. http://www.viralnova.com/lost-love-letter/

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