obituary for the princess who forgot to be fairytale
About three things I was absolutely positive. First, I had a pokemon. Second, there was a part of me - and I didn’t know how dominant that part might be - that wanted to be the very best, like no one ever was. Third, Gary Oak was unconditionally and irrevocably a douchenozzle.
Reblogging for the comment
How old are you?
How long have you been ten?
HOW LONG HAVE YOU BEEN TEN
Misty looked at Ash, his breathing still heavy from carrying her on his bike as fast as he could through the long grass outside of Pallet Town.
“Your eyes are impossibly huge and black,” Misty said. “Your hair is… incredibly pointy, and doesn’t need product. Your face changes size and shape based on your feelings… and sometimes you speak like - like you’re from the 90’s. You never spend money on anything; you don’t go to the bathroom.”
The silence hung there, thick and heavy like a Snorlax blocking the bike path.
“How old are you?” Misty asked, not sure if she wanted to know.
“Ten,” Ash replied, with a slight smirk and an almost amused tone.
Misty new that wasn’t true. Ash wasn’t like the other boys her age. He wasn’t even like her older sisters who ran the gym in Cerulean City. He was wiser and his passion was genuine.
Ash didn’t just want to catch them all, he needed to. He was going to be the best there ever was no matter how long it took, which gave Misty this nagging in the back of her mind. She had to know for sure.
“How long have you been ten?” she asked. Her voice weak, knowing full well the answer could change everything she thought she knew.
“A while…” Ash said. His voice trailing off, as if he were losing himself in a flood of memories.
Misty let out a faint gasp. She knew now. She was certain.
“I know what you are,” she declared, as if whatever had been holding her back from accepting the truth, finally let go of her hand and let her fall right down the Diglett hole.
Ash eyes were alive now, flickering like the flame on a Charmander’s tale.
He stared right into her and said, ”Say it… out loud. Say it.”
Misty’s heart was pounding louder than the thud of a Marowak’s bone club attack.
Despite the now eerily silent meadow, she could barely be heard as she whispered, “Pokemon Trainer.”
OH MY LORD HELP
Sara McKenna, a former Marine, became pregnant during a brief relationship with Bode Miller, an Olympic skier. While seven months pregnant, she moved from California to New York to go to school, leading a judge to scold her for “virtually absconding with her fetus.” Now, the fight for custody of their son has become “a closely watched legal battle over the rights of pregnant women to travel and make life choices.” (via albinwonderland)
Holy fuck. This is actually a thing? A thing that is real? Fuck everything.
Sometimes you just feel the need to see your favorite character breathing heavily and covered in blood
And this is why Tybalt spends so much of every Toby book in grave distress over the state of her wardrobe.
According to NBC News, the outbreak, which killed 10 infants and sickened more than 9,000 others, was the worst the state has seen in 60 years.
A study released Monday in the medical journal Pediatrics analyzed the outbreak pattern and tracked the number of children whose parents filed for “non-medical exemptions” from the state’s vaccination program. Non-medical exemptions are given to families whose children are well enough to tolerate the vaccine, but who refuse to administer it to them anyway for religious or other reasons.
The California Department of Health identified 39 statistically significant geographic clusters of families seeking non-medical exemptions and two major zones of whooping cough cases. According to the data, non-medical exemption families were 2.5 times more likely to also live in an outbreak zone.
wow its almost like if u dont get a vaccine for a horrible disease youre more likely to get aforementioned horrible disease who knew
To those who don’t understand the implications of this: it isn’t just saying that families that didn’t vaccinate their kids had those same kids get sick. No. It’s saying that a handful of unvaccinated families disrupted herd immunity so significantly that even VACCINATING FAMILIES got sick, because even if you are pro-vaccination, the vaccine can’t be administered at birth, so there is a window of time when these infants can still get sick—and it can quite possibly be deadly. Also, adults can get it because the vaccine wears off by adulthood. Which isn’t normally a problem, since it’s primarily a childhood ailment, and vaccinating children is enough to keep it under control.
People who choose not to vaccinate don’t necessarily kill their own babies. They kill OTHER PEOPLE’S BABIES.
A friend of mine had whooping cough this year and, I shit you not, blamed it on “all of those Mexican illegals in the valley.”
I told her that my kids’ pediatrician blames the local pertussis outbreaks on the families who refuse to vaccinate their damn kids. Idaho is one of the lowest states for compliance on childhood vaccination. HUGE surprise, right?
She just shook her head and said, “I don’t think so.”
Anti-Joke Thor & So-Done-With-This-Shit Tony
I don’t think anyone here understands how much I love hero.
I NEVER love the good ones or the brawny ones.
But I fucking love Thor.
Because he is so fucking EARNEST.
“ 11. When you begin to feel worthless, remember that the stars died for you. You are made of elements that are thousands of years old, elements that make up every atom of your being. When you want to cut your wrists, remember that the souls of stars live in your veins. Don’t kill them. Don’t be selfish. ”
The Twelve-Step Program for Life, by M.K.
Listen. Breathe. Keep listening. Keep breathing.
For Shaunbaby, who is having a rough universe.