Uh-uh. No. Nononono. Absolutely not.
B. R. Shepherd. Graduated in December '11 with a Creative Writing bachelor’s degree. Morose cynic and ridiculous idealist, wayfaring bard, nimble-fingered jewelry-maker, reader and hopeful-writer of lore and tome, Appalachian to the bone, and music aficionado.
Uh-uh. No. Nononono. Absolutely not.
My friends mom is 4’9 and her dad is 6’5. Whenever she is mad at him, she grabs a chair to yell in his face. Everytime that happens, he’s laughing too hard for her to stay mad. They say it’s the only way they’ve been married for so long.
You know you’ve been doing martial arts too long when you automatically go into the first defensive move for getting out of a chokehold when you’re sitting down and your (very non-violent!) dad comes up behind you and hugs you around the neck with his arm.
[NOTE: It did not trigger or upset me and he is not an abusive jerk! He is always sensitive to my boundaries and this was okay. Just a funny thought I had. Didn’t want anyone to be perturbed by this!]
A good friend asked me last night what it would take to get my confidence to the point where I would fight competitively.
"I don’t take you any less seriously because you’re a smaller fighter" from an ex I’ll never hear it from (who would likely tell me I’m too small and insecure to fight,…
Sometimes life throws you a curveball and you don’t know enough about baseball to finish the metaphor
— (via flyingscotsman)
An Englishman, a Frenchman, a Spaniard and a German are all standing watching a street performer do some excellent juggling. The juggler notices that the four gentlemen have a very poor view, so he stands up on a large wooden box and calls out, “Can you all see me now?”
Feeling really concerned and getting kind of upset. :/
You never truly comprehend how terrible your stride is until you walk in the snow and turn around and look at your footprints. #ugh #duckwaddle
reblog for easter
This is *seriously* one of my favorite things to ever happen to the Internet
Never. Ever. Try a veggie/fruit smoothie with almond milk, Greek yogurt, strawberries, and carrots. DO. NOT.
do not fall in love with people like me.
i will take you to museums, and parks, and monuments, and kiss you in every beautiful place, so that you can never go back to them without tasting me like blood in your mouth. i will…
Sansa Stark meme: 1/10 scenes
“Sansa!” The boyish shout rang across the yard; Joffrey had seen her. “Sansa, here!”
He calls me as if he were calling a dog, she thought.
what I really love about this scene is that Sansa is trying to emotionally manipulate Joffrey into going to the most dangerous area of the fight. Don’t tell me she’s just a passive player, she picks her battles where she can and this is her shining moment of defiance.
think about what your dog would say to you if he knew how much you hated yourself
this just changed my life
He looks so polite, like he just wants to stop by and see if you have anything for him.
Tonight in kickboxing class, I kinda had my first “moment” that made the whitebelts go “Whoa.” It wasn’t anything big: sabumnim was teaching the basics to two teenagers that have started coming recently. Their punches are super powerful, but (like any beginner) they need to learn finesse and how important footwork/fluid movement is. So sabumnim called me over and told them, “Watch her. This is what you need to do.” So I was doing the mitt work with him and concentrating on what I was supposed to do, but I still heard them saying, “Wow….” under their breath.
I’m no Rhonda Rousey. Haven’t even scratched the surface of what there is to learn. I don’t do this to impress anybody. But still…that was a rewarding moment.