And So It Goes

Science Fighter – What if the great scientists had special moves…by Diego Sanches.

juichibey:

pr1nceshawn:

Charles Darwin – Evolution

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Albert Einstein – E=mc2

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Pythagoras – Tetractys

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Marie Curie – Radium

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Stephen Hawking – Wormhole

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Pythagoras – Pythagorean Theorem

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Isaac Newton – Opticks

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SCIENCE PLUS VIDEOGAMES? I THINK I FOUND MY FAVORITE THING

(Source: diegosanches.com, via llama-senpaii-deactivated201610)

patterfuck:

I eat romantic shit up. If I were asked to just sit on a roof and look at the stars id probably internally combust

(via llama-senpaii-deactivated201610)

kafkaes:

girls loving girls is so beautiful. i hope every single lbpq girl has a fantastic day today and i hope they all know that the world is a brighter place because of them. loving girls is not bad or wrong or unnatural- it is poetry and safety and healing. 

(via riselittlewindsong)

kaylasroses:

This is Tumblr in a nut shell

(via raysofsunshine)

biculturalist:

I appreciate that Americans who are anti-Trump threaten to leave the country and set their eyes north to Canada, like the world is their oyster and they can move wherever they want. But when another group of people are actually escaping real turmoil and want to move to the U.S. then it becomes a sensitive issue. Such entitlement even in jest.

(via llama-senpaii-deactivated201610)

“No, fuck you. I was good enough. But you made me believe I wasn’t.”
— (via cappadonnapapi)

(via raysofsunshine)

If you make plans with your friend on their birthday please don’t flake on them. Especially if they had recently voiced how meaningless they feel. I just wanted to feel like I mattered to someone today of all days. I haven’t gotten any phone calls or cards. It’s been a very long time since I actually celebrated my birthday and I wanted to try this year. Even if I was the one who had to plan a get together. Unfortunately everyone flaked literally 15min before we were supposed to hangout. Awesome, right? Btw I’m 20 today. Nothing says “I’m an adult” like crying into my stuffed animals on my birthday…