a public service announcement
You will only end up with mud on your palette and tears on your face
and i thought only bob ross knew what was up
this single post is more useful to me then four years of art school
me: *stays hydrated*
me: guys wait fuck wait hold up give me like 2 seconds i gotta piss again
this is what im on tumblr for
Imagine that one day the whole world would look like this.
Life will always find a way.
Nature will reclaim itself.
This is some Last of Us level shit right here
That time when Raven actually said what most of us want to say to a teacher who picks you for the answer when you clearly don’t know it, for usually no other reason than to embarrass you and make you look stupid. One of the main things I hate and always will hate about school.
just the vehicle I need for the zombie apocalypse
I like that everything but the tiny little blue bug gets destroyed
This is how to run a stick of Chapstick
down the black boxes on your scantron
so the grading machine skips the wrong
answers. This is how to honor roll. Hell,
this is how to National Honor Society.
This is being voted “Most Likely to Marry
for Money” or “Talks the Most, Says the
Least” for senior superlatives. This is
stepping around the kids having panic
attacks in the hallway. This is being the
kid having a panic attack in the hallway.
This is making the A with purple moons
stamped under both eyes. We had to try.
This is telling the ACT supervisor you have
ADHD to get extra time. Today, the average
high school student has the same anxiety
levels as the average 1950’s psychiatric
patient. We know the Pythagorean theorem
by heart, but short-circuit when asked
“How are you?” We don’t know. We don’t
know. That wasn’t on the study guide.
We usually know the answer, but rarely
— HIGH SCHOOL By Blythe Baird (via blythebrooklyn)
no but imagine if you drank too much at a bar and then passes out on the floor and no-one could find your pulse so hours later you woke up in the ER or worse a morgue
Dude fake murders. Frame people. Scare the shit out of everyone. Pretend to be dead.
fail gym because you dont have a pulse for them to measure
CPR class: “can i have a volunteer?”
Halloween…be a zombie. Without a pulse. Hell yes.
… How could you possibly not have a pulse if blood were pulsing through your veins? I’m not a doctor but I think that has to be happening for you to live.
It’s because the blood flows continuously instead of in bursts.
It is called a ventricular assist device (VAD). It is used to replace the function of a failing heart or for short term use, typically for patients recovering from heart attacks or heart surgery.