Arvie's Garden
Hi there, and welcome to my blog! I'm Arvata and I share pretty much anything here that I find interesting or funny. This is also where I upload my artwork once in a while, so feel free to explore! ^^
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crack-lindsay:

All hope is lost so quickly I can’t stop laughing.






tags: #important

straightboyfriend:

hardest thing to learn during recovery is….. some of your misery is your own fault. you have to actively choose to stop wallowing in your own pain & start to recover. that means stop being self deprecating, start taking care of yourself, start eating healthy, start taking your hygiene seriously, even if it’s hard. & it is hard! but you must.






tags: #important

melon-official:

slightmayhem:

attentiondeficitstarscream:

if you’re offline or away and i message you something (like a link to a meme or a picture or w/e) honestly just assume that i’m just leaving it there for when you get back and not expecting you to answer straight away. i don’t need you to respond with “hey, sorry, i wasn’t at the computer!” or anything. i was leaving u a gift for later.

This also applies if you’re online and just don’t want to or have the energy to deal with humans in the moment. Just because we have the ability to reply in real time does not mean we have the obligation.

im like a cat i drag the posts to ur doorstep and if ur not there it’s ok, the post will be on ur porch for later






tags: #space

ginge-r:

mother. friggin’. space. man.
x





lagonegirl:

white people using their privilege to educate, a concept!

image




lord-kitschener:
“ harokissmile:
“ ksteeno:
“ spoookyscary:
“ After succumbing to a fever of some sort in 1705, Irish woman Margorie McCall was hastily buried to prevent the spread of whatever had done her in. Margorie was buried with a valuable...

lord-kitschener:

harokissmile:

ksteeno:

spoookyscary:

After succumbing to a fever of some sort in 1705, Irish woman Margorie McCall was hastily buried to prevent the spread of whatever had done her in. Margorie was buried with a valuable ring, which her husband had been unable to remove due to swelling. This made her an even better target for body snatchers, who could cash in on both the corpse and the ring.

The evening after Margorie was buried, before the soil had even settled, the grave-robbers showed up and started digging. Unable to pry the ring off the finger, they decided to cut the finger off. As soon as blood was drawn, Margorie awoke from her coma, sat straight up and screamed.

The fate of the grave-robbers remains unknown. One story says the men dropped dead on the spot, while another claims they fled and never returned to their chosen profession.

Margorie climbed out of the hole and made her way back to her home.

Her husband John, a doctor, was at home with the children when he heard a knock at the door. He told the children, “If your mother were still alive, I’d swear that was her knock.”

When he opened the door to find his wife standing there, dressed in her burial clothes, blood dripping from her finger but very much alive, he dropped dead to the floor. He was buried in the plot Margorie had vacated.

Margorie went on to re-marry and have several children. When she did finally die, she was returned to Shankill Cemetery in Lurgan, Ireland, where her gravestone still stands. It bears the inscription “Lived Once, Buried Twice.”

what did i just read

Irish women are strong as fuck

“I lived, bitch” irl





camellia-quince:
“Tweet of our fucking lifetime
”

camellia-quince:

Tweet of our fucking lifetime





biggest-gaudiest-patronuses:

0-why-do-i-exist-0:

so

do you ever just see the sky and feel the wind on your face and you just think “when am i going to get my wings” and just. know that you’re wrong but there’s such an ache in you to feel feathers against your skin and the cold crystals of air against your face that you stand there with your face to the sky as if you could lift yourself from this world because that’s me every day and why the fuck was i born grounded to this fuckin place

they’ll grow in, just drink plenty of milk





lyonesseofalbion:

“Three Wishes for Cinderella” (“Tři oříšky pro Popelku”, 1973) [dir. Václav Vorlícek]





cupcakeshakesnake:

I’M