deadcatwithaflamethrower:

actuallyclintbarton:

ilwinsgarden:

ccbytheseashore:

xchrononautx:

fuckyeahviralpics:

It’s never too late to learn the right way to do things: button sewing technique via imgurmore…

WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN ALL MY LIFE

I feel like I just reblog this every time it is on my dash, with hope that one day I will stop being such a goof about sewing buttons.

You mean someone don’t do it like this?

Yeah I was taught to just sew them flush against the fabric. It didn’t work as well as I thought it should…

Yeah, I’m so downloading a copy of this post because buttons and I do not like each other.

xstonehill:

I just want to point this one shot from the sneak peek out for a moment.

Not only are we seeing Ruby semi-isolating herself from the team, watching over them from a distance. She’s also in a room alone with a clock. Everybody is divided, wallowing in negative feelings (which we know attract the Grimm) and she isn’t equipped to handle it. Yet she’s the one who has it the most together (other than Maria) and she’s remained the only real leader after Oz pulled back.

Not just that but she’s also carrying around what he himself defined as “his burden to bear”: the Relic of Knowledge.

Inadvertently she’s been placed in the exact same position that Ozpin has been in all these years; a leader, trapped by time, carrying the gift burden of the Gods, watching over humanity as they act self-destructively in the greater scheme of things.

fried-fuzzy-pickles:

“Age is just a number” means senior citizens can still find love.

“Age is just a number” means middle-aged people can still find love.

“Age is just a number” means 30+ people can still find love.

“Age is just a number” is not an excuse to be a pedophile.

Nothing is an excuse to be a pedophile.

So don’t.

Just don’t.

lisaflowers:

bmwiid:

axxisse:

This is literally the most heart warming story I have read on Twitter so far.
I think this is exactly what friends should do, and I feel everyone deserves people like this.

A barn rasing: 

a collective action of a community, in which a barn for one of the members is built or rebuilt collectively by members of the community.

because you cannot, you CANNOT, build a barn on your own, and without it, you will not be able to survive. 

What a fuckin’ gem of a sentence. “What we did today was a barn rasin” 

This made me tear up.

If you ever have a friend like this.. never let them go.