funny story my 5th grade elementary school teacher was the one who figured out i had crazy bad adhd
i hope she’s doing well
This is my friend Sam and I.
We go to a private boarding school in Lake Tahoe, California.
Sam is pan-sexual and myself, well, I am a bit confused of who I am at the moment.
Last night, our school had a formal dinner and I asked Sam to be my date a week ago, he said yes!
The night of the formal dinner, Sam asked our assistant headmaster if he could wear a dress, he said no before he had even finished the question. When Sam and I showed up to the dinner, we were holding hands and I was also holding the roses Sam had gave to me. Sam was wearing mascara and lipstick. Our assistant headmaster freaked out and told Sam if he didn’t get the makeup off, he would be in massive trouble. Sam and I went back to the room to get his makeup off and came back down. The whole night, he was telling us how bizarre and weird we were. The night ended and the morning rose. We both have our first class of Friday with our assistant headmaster. He told the both of us if our relationship went any further, he would take us behind the barn and beat us. He also told us if we were in public school, we would have our dicks chopped off by other kids. After an entire period of being teased, Sam and I got together and thought we needed to do something about this. So here I am, Julien Nicol, 15 years old, asking for your help to spread this around and have it know that California allows private schools to discriminate against people with certain sexual preferences.
Signal boost the fuck out of this.
How fucking dare he?!
That’s literally a hate threat and you could’ve taken that case to the police and had that man thrown in jail tho
petition for tumblr staff to leave
we don’t want to be here anyway
david karp holds us hostage
We paid David good money to keep you here
You’re not going anywhere
I came out to attack people and I’m honestly having such a good time right now
I love being Rick Rolled. Please, Rick Roll me. I’m begging you. I need to be Rick Rolled. I love that song. I need to hear his soothing voice telling me he’s never going to give me up, let me go, run around, or desert me. I need him to let me know he’s never going to make me cry, never gonna say good bye, never gonna tell a lie, or hurt me. I need it. Rick Roll me„ please.
so…. are you a masochist?
Face McShooty’s lesser known sibling?
"Also known as the ghost plant, Indian pipe, or corpse plant.
Unlike most plants, it is white and does not contain chlorophyll. Instead of generating energy from sunlight, it is parasitic, more specifically a myco-heterotroph. Its hosts are certain fungi that are mycorrhizal with trees, meaning it ultimately gets its energy from photosynthetic trees. Since it is not dependent on sunlight to grow, it can grow in very dark environments as in the understory of dense forest. It is often associated with beech trees.
The complex relationship that allows this plant to grow also makes propagation difficult.
The plant is sometimes completely white but commonly has black flecks and a pale pink coloration. Rare variants may have a deep red color.”